Chen Tianlin let Zhang Yingjie go, but he didn't want to kill in front of Yang Wanwan. For this kind of scum, he knew he would never appreciate the tolerance of others. He would only go crazy to seek revenge. Perhaps hell was his only way out.

Yang Panpanpan is half naked, the wind on the 15th floor is cold, Chen Tianlin takes off her coat and puts it on her.

"I'll send you back." Chen Tianlin said softly.

Yang Panpanpan's home is on the 12th floor of the next unit. Turn on the living room lights. The 100-square-meter house is decorated in a style. There is no one in...