The water that originally filled the basement was disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
As Lin Fan and Qi Yu's feet touched the ground, the water was already up to their chests.
At that moment, the body of Wang Yaoyang beside them began to float slowly.
Seeing the corpse with its head down tightened Qi Yu's heart.
"What, feeling sorry for your old lover?"
Lin Fan picked up half a broken wine bottle and pressed it against Qi Yu's fair neck.
He looked at her pale face with a cold smile.
"Bullshit, he wasn't worthy to be my man, but he was my best pawn. You've destroyed ten years of my plans!"
Qi Yu bit her teeth in anger, glaring at Lin Fan behind her, whose other hand was still squeezing her full chest.
"It's destroyed, so what? Who told you to interfere with the Qing Gang."
Lin Fan pinched her full chest with a rogue smile, leaving Qi Yu stunned.
"What is your relationship with the Qing Gang?"
"The relationship is much like ours, quite close.
