The entire living room was even scarier than being robbed!
Chen Ziming's hands started to tremble, and it took him a while to react and grab his phone to dial the police.
"I... I've been robbed here, no... everything's been destroyed!"
Bang!
Before he could finish speaking, a muffled sound already came from upstairs.
Having reported the address to the police, Chen Ziming clutched his phone and dashed upstairs, immediately hearing the sound of glass shattering in the bedroom. He raced over, only to see Ji Jing furiously smashing a full-length mirror.
Hearing him open the door, Ji Jing paused, then sneered.
"You're back, just in time!" She waved the fire axe in her hand, "I'm telling you, Chen Ziming, this is just the beginning. As long as you don't give me an explanation, I will fight to the death with you!"
"You!" Chen Ziming gritted his teeth in anger, "Are you looking for death?"
