When Myron Jennings felt he couldn't make a sound, his expression became even more terrified.
Clearly, he could not understand what Ye Feng was trying to do.
Didn't he agree to give him a quick death?
Why did he stop his bleeding, seal his limbs, and even make him unable to speak?
"Yiyi yaya wah wah…"
He struggled to make a sound, but in the end, he could only make some strange sounds through his throat.
If one didn't listen carefully, one wouldn't even be able to hear it.
Ye Feng could roughly understand what he meant. Seeing his terrified expression, he smiled. "Don't be afraid, after all, I am not a demon, I will not do anything crazy to you."
"I just don't like being lied to."
"Therefore, in order not to be cheated, and to ensure that the satellite phone can be used normally without any mishaps, I have to make you live for a while longer."
Myron Jennings shook his head repeatedly, wanting to refuse.