Lin Tian slapped Zhang Daqiang's face several times, but Zhang Daqiang didn't move at all, breathless.
"He couldn't have really died, could he?" Cao Pingping's face turned slightly pale.
Lin Tian placed his hand on the carotid artery in Zhang Daqiang's neck and felt carefully.
Sure enough, Zhang Daqiang's heartbeat had stopped.
Playing dead can hold one's breath, but it can't stop the heart from beating. When the pulsation of the carotid artery stops, it means the heartbeat has ceased, which clearly indicated that Zhang Daqiang was indeed dead.
He was literally angered to death by Lin Tian!
"He's really dead?" Cao Pingping asked again.
"Mm."
Lin Tian nodded.
Cao Pingping's face showed a frightened expression.
Seeing how frightened Cao Pingping was, Lin Tian said nonchalantly, "Don't be afraid, it's not like we murdered him. He died of anger."
