At this moment, Lu's desire to survive in centrifuge is greater than anything else.

"I say, I say!" Lu Li aimed at the knife on his neck and tried to make a condition with Lu Xiaoxiao. "You take the knife away first, and I'll say if you take it away."

Lu Xiaoxiao responded by pressing the blade into the wound.

After Lu Li's frightened whisper, Lu Xiaoxiao squeezed a cruel word from her teeth.

"Either say, or die, choose by yourself."

"I said yes, yes..." Lu Li's eyes were busy turning, and just before Lu Xiaoxiao's patience was about to wear it, she shouted out a name.

"Sun Youli!"

Lu...