"Speak up, do you want your coffin to have a flip-top or a slide-top?"
The icy phrase sent shivers through the man in the white shirt, a chilling horror rose from the soles of his feet to his hair, trembling throughout his body.
For from those words, he sensed a true intent to kill!
"Don't kill me!"
The color drained from the man in the white shirt's face, and with a thump, he fell to his knees before Chen Feng.
In this world, there are many evil people who kill, rob, set fires, and commit all kinds of atrocities. While engaging in these bloody deeds, they do so without a shred of humanity and even take pleasure in them.
But, even the worst of people feel fear in the face of death, an unchanged axiom through the ages.
As the leader of the entire robbery gang, the man in the white shirt could certainly be considered a thoroughly bad person, but he too was afraid to die.
In the face of actual death, no one is free from fear!
"Give me a reason not to kill you!"
