Feng Lin couldn't help but laugh out loud, feeling quite arrogant over a trifling matter of parting ways.
Seeing how skilled he was, he must have been up to no good quite often.
Feng Lin recalled the previous victim, his eyes icy and piercing; this Wang Jin, he deserved to pay with his life.
"Kid, this is what you get for messing with me!" Wang Jin yelled angrily.
Actually, even if it wasn't because of the Copper Token, he had no intention of letting Feng Lin off.
That affair with the woman could have ended pleasantly, but this kid had to call the police.
As a result, he was saddled with the infamy of being a murder suspect; he absolutely couldn't spare him.
"Facing death and you still dare to laugh?"
Wang Jin pointed at a water well in the distance and laughed, "Kid, kneel down and call me "grandfather" a few times. I'll throw you in directly, sparing you some of the agony. Otherwise, you know what will happen."
"It seems you've killed quite a few people, huh?"
