Hao Feihuang's forehead was cold and sweaty, frightened, his trousers overflowed with water, and he smelled of urine. He cried sadly, "Brother Ye, I have taken it. You let me go, I will promise anything."

Seeing that the fruit knife was about to pierce Hao Feihuang's neck, it suddenly stopped. Ye Cheng waved a fruit knife to open the gauze on Hao Feihuang's face and asked coldly, "This time it's really worth taking?" No more behind-the-scenes tricks?"

"Really convinced!" Hao Feihuang was threatened twice by the same man. His heart was so painful that it was worse than killing him. "I can swear that I'll play tricks against you behind...