Seeing that Qin Lang really dared to shoot, the loud gunshots were like the death talisman of the King of Hell, which instantly made the other twenty people frightened.

"Ten seconds have passed." Qin Lang reminded.

If these scumbags want to let themselves drink urine, let them drink enough.

"Drink, drink!" Daohu shouted frantically at the person closest to the plastic pot. He was really worried that he would not drink all the twenty kilograms of urine in two minutes, and Qin Lang would shoot him another leg.

As for Qin Lang, he could only describe it as "crazy" and "violent maniac". If he had known that Qin Lang was ten times more powerful than he had imagined, he would not have agreed to Dongfang Changxiong to take on such a single job.

Twenty-one people, twenty kilograms of urine, on average, basically one person has to drink one kilogram. Smelling the pungent smell of urine, the first person starts to pour urine into his throat.

They pulled these urine, and now they had to be poured into their bodies from their mouths. Just thinking about it, they felt disgusted, but now they could only cry and try hard to pour it into their mouths.

Three minutes later, the white plastic pot finally became empty.

Twenty-one people, including Daohu, were vomiting and diarrhea.

“One minute beyond standard time.”

"I'm sorry, you guys didn't fulfill my request."

Qin Lang said coldly.

Twenty-one people, their faces changed!
Chapter completed!