"Ah... uh..."
Fallen on the ground, the Green Snake had swallowed the medicine pill for less than a minute. His once pale, bloodless face suddenly flushed red, and the veins on his forehead stood out distinctly.
He clutched his throat with both hands, biting his cheeks and rolling on the ground.
From his throat came constant gurgling sounds: "Gululu!"
"Gululu!"
The sound was like a frog's croak.
His eyes seemed about to pop out, and he grabbed Chen Dashan with both hands, his raspy voice saying: "You... what did you give me to eat?"
"You..."
Before he could finish his sentence, the Green Snake's voice was completely silenced.
Chen Dashan wore a cold smile as he kicked away the Green Snake's hands, saying coldly: "Anyone who helps Zhao Qiqiang, I don't think you're a good person either. Didn't you say you didn't want to talk?"
"Then don't speak for the rest of your life!"
