It wasn't hard to imagine how painful it was for the woman to have salt cast on her wounds. She started screaming in agony.
Zhang Tian Kun was pretty good-looking. He was slightly tan and had the appearance of an athletic person. However, the air of ruthlessness on his face was simply too heavy, so much so that it was hard to believe that he used to be a simple basketball player in college.
Zhang Tian Kun started laughing out loud upon seeing the woman suffer. He was undoubtedly twisted in the head.
One had to admit that he was extremely sensitive as well. When the door opened, the soft creaking of the hinges caused him to immediately react, turning to look in the direction of the door.
However, Wei Xiao Bei's speed was completely beyond Zhang Tian Kun's imagination. In just the blink of an eye, Wei Xiao Bei's left hand had already wrapped around Zhang Tian Kun's neck.
It was too easy. Wei Xiao Bei felt a creeping unease.
