At this moment, Yan Bin was utterly disheartened, his face full of despair, feeling that he might not escape his doom this time.
Judging by himself, he firmly believed Lin Beichen would not spare him, thinking that he might just crush his throat now.
He struggled at first, then became terrified, and finally closed his eyes in despair. However…
"Swoosh."
Yan Bin only felt a sudden numbness between his legs, followed by a looseness and warmth, as an indescribable stench quickly spread.
He had actually wet himself in fear.
As the stench hit everyone's noses, everyone was stunned, including Lin Beichen. He never expected that without doing anything, this guy would be scared into wetting himself?
He glanced at the yellow-brown stain at Yan Bin's crotch, then at the BMW keys that were about to be contaminated, hesitating for a moment but ultimately deciding not to reach for them.
