Your little mouth is really sweet

Gu CI didn't give him a chance to escape. She pressed his head down and made him choke on water for a long time.

Then, just as The Thin Man was about to drown, he grabbed his neck and lifted him up.

The Thin Man coughed so violently that he seemed to have coughed his lungs out.

His face turned red as if he had just walked through the gates of hell. The fear of death made his body tremble.

His legs went weak and he knelt on the ground as he looked at Wen Muchu.

"Please, I beg you to spare me. I really only wanted to steal the money. I have no other motives."

Wen Muchu pursed his thin lips and did not speak. He sat quietly on the sofa and looked at him indifferently.

Gu CI laughed coldly. Once again, he grabbed his neck from behind and dragged him into the water.

"It seems that you still need to experience the feeling of death a few more times."