The force grew stronger, the man's eyes were bloodshot, his tone almost icy, "Where's the thing I want? Give it to me, or else you'll regret it."
"I, I don't know..." Gradually, his face turned red, his whole body was pinned against the wall, feeling lifted slightly off the ground, he was about to suffocate.
The brain was severely oxygen-deprived, as if a little more pressure would break his neck. Suddenly, Qin Yin laughed, a smile like a flower, a smile that invoked pity, while simultaneously, a single tear rolled down her cheek.
"Even if you... kill me, I, I won't tell you... no matter what you do. If you have the guts, then strangle me... to death today."
They locked eyes for two seconds, then the man suddenly flung her off, throwing her to the ground, clutching her neck and coughing violently.
"Kill you? I don't feel like going to prison." He squatted down in front of her, voice devoid of warmth, "Hand over what I want."
