He nodded in satisfaction, then walked to the bathroom and dragged Qi Yushu from inside to the living room.

Qi Yushu didn't know if he was stimulated by something, but he stared at An Yan with red eyes, as if he wanted to tear him into pieces.

An Yan looked at this ignorant dandy boy with amusement,

"What's the matter? Young Master Qi, are you dissatisfied with me?"

Qi Yushu's eyes were full of anger. It was not just dissatisfaction, it was the rhythm of killing.

But he endured it, knowing that his life was in the hands of the other party.

If he showed any intention of revenge, the other party would probably kill him to silence him.

He had done this kind of thing many times.

"No, can you let me go now? You have received the money."

Qi Yushu finally gave in. He thought that he should get out of this predicament first.

When he regained his freedom, he would return today's humiliation and pain to An Yan tenfold, a hundredfold.

An Yan still looked at him coldly, then he took out a flying knife from his pocket and walked towards him slowly.

Qi Yushu was trembling all over, his eyes were wide open.

This flying knife had just taken the lives of more than a dozen level five hell warriors, which obviously caused him a huge psychological trauma.

Looking at An Yan walking towards him,

Qi Yushu had no doubt that the other party was going to kill him to silence him.

The urge to urinate that he had been holding back for several hours could no longer be held back in an instant, and it leaked directly from his trouser legs.

"You, what are you going to do? Didn't you say you would let me go after you got the money? How can you survive in society if you are so dishonest in doing business?"

Qi Yushu cursed and said tremblingly.

An Yan didn't respond to him, but came straight to him.

He swung the flying knife in his hand very quickly, and the rope on Qi Yushu broke and fell off.

An Yan gave him a weird smile,

"I am very honest, you can leave now."

After saying that, he sat back in his chair, sitting quietly with his eyes closed.

Qi Yushu never thought that An Yan would really let him go like this.

He felt like a pie in the sky.

"Then I'm really leaving."

He said this with great guilt, but An Yan closed his eyes and didn't say anything.

The more An Yan did this, the more uncertain he felt.

Qi Yushu couldn't care less.

Since the other party had already closed his eyes, he hurried out.

This room full of dead bodies and the smell of blood was too scary.

"Bang!"

A gunshot once again broke the silence of the room.

"Ah!"

Qi Yushu let out a sharp and miserable cry.

His left thigh was hit by An Yan's bullet.

He lost his balance and fell flat on his face.

"You, what are you going to do? Didn't you agree to let me go? You are not trustworthy."

Qi Yushu let out a heart-wrenching scream, as if accusing An Yan of being untrustworthy.

He turned his prone body over and looked at the devil-like An Yan.

The bullet just hit the aorta in his thigh, and now the blood was desperately flowing out.

An Yan blew away the smoke from the gun in his hand and walked towards him.

"I said I'd let you go, but that doesn't mean I won't punish you. You've been causing trouble for me time and time again, how can I not teach you a lesson, Mom?"

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