"If you can't do it, I'll chop off this woman's finger and send it to you, making you live the rest of your life overwhelmed by uncontrollable guilt, haunted by your weakness and incompetence every night in your dreams, hahaha!"
"You madman," Yu Minglang couldn't help but curse.
This is not a normal person. When a high-intelligence individual loses control, their social harm far exceeds expectations.
"Chen Xiaoqian, don't you want to save Panpan? I'll give you only 10 seconds, countdown, 10, 9..."
"Give me a hint," Qian had already left the community and was sitting in the car sent to pick her up.
"A person from the Bible," the other side gave Qian a hint, without stopping the countdown.
"3, 2—"
"Cain," Qian answered at the last second.
"Correct!"
Everyone let out a long sigh of relief, but their hearts were filled with curiosity.
How did Qian know the answer so quickly?
"How did you know? I'm sure you are Chen Xiaoqian."
