Chapter 705 (1/2)

Ethan's neck was stuck and the air he breathed was getting smaller and smaller.

His face was very red, and the green veins on his neck burst up. He looked very terrible.

His eyes slowly blurred, and the only thing he could see was the smile on the boy's lips.

Carrying it like a smile, but it makes people feel like falling ice bones.

He's not kidding.

It's true. I want to kill myself.

Ethan had this idea in his mind. He struggled frantically to get rid of it.

However, the boy's arms seem thin and weak, but they are actually as stable as iron tongs.

I can't get rid of it.

”T, almost.”

A gentle voice suddenly sounded. Qin Zong didn't know when he came to them.

He stretched out his hand and pressed the boy's hand. Slowly, he pulled Yantao's hand out with strength.

”Bang!”

Ethan lost his strength and fell out of the air.

For the rest of his life, he subconsciously covered his neck with his hands and gasped.

His face was still red, his limbs were weak, and he collapsed on the ground.

At this time, Qin Zong still clutched the boy's wrist.

The man's handsome and cold face overflowed with a smile, and his thin lips raised, ”t, don't be so angry? It's just a room.”

”It's too cold-blooded to take the lives of others.”

Frost and snow settled at the bottom of the young peach blossom's eyes, and his thin lips hung with a sneer, ”he made the young master unhappy and will die.”

The self defiance between words is taken for granted.

Qin Zong frowned as if thinking, ”I don't like cold-blooded...”

”I still need you to like it?”

Young master Yan fully played the image of a defiant, cold-blooded and ruthless arms dealer.

The pale face was full of evil coldness. His right hand was gripped and he simply didn't struggle.

The left hand is like electricity, and the thumb and index finger grasp the throat of Qin Zong in the shape of a hook.