Yan Mingxiu felt as if he had been twisted. The hand on his neck seemed to be an iron pliers. He tried hard to pull, but he didn't move at all.
Yan Mingxiu felt like he was about to melt into the dark night of death, as if his head and body had been separated.
But at this moment, he didn't have much fear or regret.
Yan Mingxiu himself found it ridiculous. Yan Qingsi was not dead yet, so he should feel very sorry, right
There was no air left in his lungs. He thought that he must look very ugly now, with his mouth open, his tongue hanging out, his eyes bloodshot and bulging. He couldn't be more ugly.
It's actually good to die here, after all... this is his home.
Suddenly, the hand on his neck suddenly let go.
Yan Mingxiu's body was like a puppet that had lost all support and fell to the ground with a thud. He covered his neck and tried to take a big breath, but his neck was pinched for too long and all the strength in his body was drained away. , fell on the dusty ground, only twitching slightly, and oxygen slowly penetrated into his mouth like a thin fishing line.
After a while, Yan Mingxiu was able to breathe normally.
After letting out a few weak coughs, Yan Mingxiu wanted to move, but still had no strength. He put his face to the ground and said with difficulty: "We... we... have a cooperative... relationship. I... I am not... your subordinate..."
After saying that, he coughed again, as if he wanted to cough out his lungs!
When he coughed, the dust on the ground flew up and got into his nose and mouth, making him cough even more.
With a heavy weight on his back, Yan Mingxiu was guessed.
He was still very strong, as if he was going to trample through the floor and crush him down.
The voice above me was disdainful and sarcastic: "Cooperation... You have the nerve to tell me to cooperate. I should really let you lie in the hospital until you die. Without me, you will never see the light of day again."
Yan Mingxiu chuckled: "Yes, without you, I will never see the light of day again, but... don't forget, when we... cooperated, we were interested in... my identity, what we negotiated What did you say when that happened?"
The foot on his back pressed hard, and Yan Mingxiu let out a muffled groan. His spine seemed to be broken again.
"Are you referring to your useless backer?"
"Regardless of whether it's useful or not... do you want to be active in the country, or... can't live without..."
Before he finished speaking, Yan Mingxiu was kicked up, his body flew up in the darkness, then fell to the ground with a bang, rolled twice, and stopped after being blocked by an obstacle.
Yan Mingxiu coughed twice, but every time he coughed, his chest hurt terribly.
He didn't know how badly he was injured, but he no longer had the strength to raise his head and look at the man.
"This is your last chance. If you dare to touch her again, how did I ask you to get up and how did you lie down again."
When Yan Mingxiu heard that he was leaving, he asked: "You... care about her so much, just because I gave her medicine to make her... miscarry, and you came thousands of miles away, but you didn't dare to show up in front of her... Are you here?" What are you afraid of? You know each other, right?"
No one answered. He heard the footsteps that were about to leave, stopped, turned back, and then...
Then, Yan Mingxiu was kicked away, hit the wall, and fell down again. All the bones in his body seemed to be broken. It hurt so much that he no longer had the strength to speak!