"Ax!"
Seeing this, Ling Chen's eyes immediately turned blood-red, his anger uncontainable, he roared out loud.
Yang Tao hung his head low, his gaze dull, his face the color of deathly ash, muttering to himself, "It's all my fault... all my fault..."
Zhang Xueli coldly said, "Don't panic, only one is dead so far, the highlight is still to come."
Ling Chen clenched his teeth and stared at her unblinkingly, his eyes like the cold wind of December, icy and piercing.
"As long as I'm alive, I will make you pay in blood for this debt." He paused after each word, squeezing the sentence through his teeth.
Hearing his threat, Zhang Xueli scoffed indifferently, "Do you really think you'll have a chance?"
During the conversation, a ringtone from a cellphone suddenly rang out. Zhang Xueli took out her phone, glanced at the caller ID, and her expression slightly changed. "Watch these two." Having said that, she turned and left the room to answer the call.
