When Zhou Fan let go of his neck, Huang Fei greedily gasped for air, relieving the maddening sensation of suffocation. He stole a glance at Zhou Fan, and seeing that he wasn't making a move, scrambled to his feet and turned to make a break for the gate!
SHLICK!
But the moment Huang Fei turned and took his first step, a cold glint of light suddenly flashed before his eyes. The next moment, he felt a chilling cold on his neck. He instinctively clapped his hands to his throat, but he could still see warm blood seeping out from between his fingers!
Huang Fei's eyes widened in disbelief. With the last of his strength, he turned to look at the person beside him—a figure in white, their expression as cold as an iceberg. Then, filled with indignation, rage, and confusion, he collapsed, the life draining out of him!
"Just because my boss didn't kill you, doesn't mean I won't!"
