As if summoned, the Ghost Baby turned and glared fiercely at the agent.
A smile stretched across the agent's face as she squeezed Jiang Tianxin's neck. Her grip tightened as Jiang Tianxin struggled.
The agent's face twisted into a distorted expression.
"Why won't you just die quietly?"
As she spoke, she tightened her grip again.
Jiang Tianxin felt the air grow thin. She couldn't breathe. Her eyes widened in defiance as her hands struggled weakly, trying to pull the agent's away.
But the agent's strength only grew, and her eyes bulged, looking bizarre and terrifying.
Jiang Tianxin's breaths grew fainter. She was about to die, and she couldn't accept it.
But there was no one to save her. A look of satisfaction appeared on the agent's face.
"What's the use of struggling? You're going to die anyway. You might as well cooperate and suffer a little less."
Her eyes were fixed on Jiang Tianxin, so she didn't notice the ghost that had been clinging to the back of her head.
