"What? Regretting it now, regretting that you didn't kill me back then?"
Looking at Qin Yuji's remorseful expression and seemingly guessing her thoughts, Qin Haokun slowly stepped forward and squatted in front of Qin Yuji.
With a face full of smugness, Qin Haokun laughed uncontrollably, as if certain that Qin Yuji, falling into his hands today, had been driven into a corner, and that the time had come for him to settle all past grudges and hatred.
"You're wrong, I don't regret..."
Laughing coldly, Qin Yuji said loudly, "For a scumbag like you, it's not worth risking my own life. And I believe you will definitely come to a bad end, so I need to live well, to watch you die in front of me."
With a "smack," Qin Yuji's left cheek instantly swelled up.
"You fucking whore, you still talk tough when you're about to die."
