"What exactly do you want?" Gu Beicheng furrowed his thick eyebrows and said coldly.
"I didn't intend much, killing a person for Seventh Young Master is as simple as stepping on an ant, let alone crippling someone."
"Today, I just want to see the painful expression on Seventh Young Master's face, that shouldn't be too hard, right?"
As soon as the words were spoken, the man's hideous laughter filled the abandoned house.
"Beicheng, just go, don't worry about me, they're madmen, they enjoy slicing people open, they truly are madmen."
While speaking, Yu Wanqing was panting heavily, on the verge of collapsing at any moment.
"Damn slut! Really regret not having had the chance to satisfy you yet." The man curved his lips under his mask.
"Unexpected, after all this torment, you can still speak, really didn't see that coming."
"Let her go, you're looking for me, aren't you?" Gu Beicheng stared at the people inside.
