The tall man only felt a bone-piercing chill coming from his palm. He subconsciously wanted to let go, because this chill seemed to have already stimulated his soul through his physical body, it made him feel a terrifying throb.
However..,
he couldn't take his hand back.
Previously, he was the one who used his hand to pinch Zhou Ze,
but now, it was Zhou Ze who deliberately lowered his chin and stuck the other party's hand to his neck.
The freckled girl stood up straight and looked at Zhou Ze. She was very wise and very rational. When this unimaginable murderous aura rose from Zhou Ze's body, she began to think about something.
She immediately smiled and said,
"Sir, if you are a constable or a patrol inspector, just reveal your identity. We should compensate you and apologize to you. Let's pretend that nothing happened today?"
Those who had died once were always smarter than the living and knew how to adapt to the situation.
