Ye Feng saw that the driver was denying it, and he snorted coldly. "Are you playing dumb with me? I know someone is behind you. Tell me and I can let you go."
When the driver heard what he said, he could not be bothered to quibble anymore. A sneer appeared on his face. "I… I'm going to die… What else can you do to me…"
As he spoke, he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his face became paler.
Ye Feng immediately laughed. "Do you really think that I can't do anything to you just because you are about to die? There's something more terrifying than death in this world, and that's living a life worse than death."
At this point, he suddenly reached out to the driver's chest.
A few of his ribs had been broken, and two of them had pierced into his heart. He was hopeless.
The driver had a look of disdain on his face. He was already prepared to die today. What could threaten him?
But soon, he realized how childish his idea was.
