"Saying this now, don't you think it's a bit too late?" Hu Guangxin turned his head and looked at Lin Zhiyan, grinning sinisterly, "I told you, I don't want the money, I just want you all to die!"
Having said that, without hesitation, he threw a straight punch aiming at Zhao Guo'an's head.
In fact, this move seemed a bit superfluous.
Because Zhao Guo'an's struggle was already very weak, and his eyes were rolling back, his face turned the color of pig liver, clearly about to die.
In an instant, the little girl, Lu Yao, and Lin Zhiyan all sprinted with all their might, desperately trying to rescue Zhao Guo'an.
"Bang!"
A sound like an explosion suddenly erupted on the scene.
Then they saw two plumes of dust shoot up from behind Hu Guangxin, with what seemed like a small tear at the back of his pants.
"???" Lu Yao.
"???" Lin Zhiyan.
The two were completely puzzled, not understanding what was going on.
