An Jiaming was startled and before he could understand what was happening, Ling Feng had already grabbed him by the throat!
In an instant, he felt as if he couldn't breathe, his face turned crimson!
Ling Feng's eyes were filled with murderous intent, "For trash like you, staying in this world is just a waste of food!"
"..."
An Jiaming couldn't utter a word, stars began to dance before his eyes, and the agony of suffocation left him with a blank mind, with only one thought remaining, "It's over, I'm going to die."
Actually, Ling Feng hadn't been as rough as he could have been. If he truly wanted to kill him, a bit more force from his wrist would have snapped An Jiaming's neck!
He had originally intended to kill him, but in his rage, the face of An Xue suddenly appeared before him, giving him a moment of clarity. He decided not to kill him just yet and to give him one last chance!
