113 Han Zhan, I've Killed Someone Before

To a homeless person, 500,000 yuan was already a fatal temptation. Moreover, the target was a devastatingly beautiful woman.

This was a win-win situation.

A storm brewed in Han Zhan's eyes - dark and frightening. His muscles tensed up as he tightened his grip on Song Ci.

Song Ci's arm was hurting from his grip, but she didn't stop Han Zhan. Luckily, she could still think clearly and felt rather calm. Song Ci said, "Thinking back on that day, it was really quite scary."

A sense of violence welled up in Han Zhan's heart. He wanted to tear that Cheng Ziang apart to vent his anger.

Song Ci's eyes drifted away as if she had returned to that night. She continued to speak. "It was very painful and very hopeless. No matter how much I screamed, the people downstairs pretended not to hear me."

Han Zhan suddenly growled. "Enough!" But Song Ci didn't stop and said, "Han Zhan, I've killed someone before."

Han Zhan took a deep breath.