Cheng Chen looked at Cai Kun who was sitting in the wheelchair and sneered, “However, looking at you, you don’t need me to do something like killing you. God has already done it for me.”
Indeed, after seeing Cheng Chen, Cai Kun’s expression had obviously changed because of his excitement. However, he was still a person who was about to die. No matter how much his complexion changed, he couldn’t be as rosy as a healthy person. In fact, he wasn’t even as good-looking as Yu Luoluo’s pale face. Cai Kun’s face was sallow and ashen. Although he was a drug manufacturer, he had never taken drugs because he knew very well the dangers of those things. But now, his face was as scary as a long-term drug addict who could no longer be saved. His body was so thin that he was only skin and bones. His entire body looked shriveled and lifeless, and he was holding his breath.
And the people who made him hold his breath were Cheng Chen and his daughter..
