He should be sleeping on the plane right now!
Leng Yejin waved the key in his hand as he stood there. It was obvious that he was not strong enough, but he gave off the feeling that he could hold off ten thousand enemies by himself. When the light fell on him, he looked neither good nor evil. He was like the King of Hell who had just walked out of hell. It made people feel weak.
Leng Yejin's footsteps were neither fast nor slow. He walked toward the group of people who were pointing their guns at him. However, he was actually walking toward Zhou yeshuo. His eyes were filled with pain and resentment.
"I've given you so many days. If you want to catch me, I'll let you catch me. If you want to imprison me, I'll imprison you. If you want to inject me with drugs, I'll let you inject them. You wanted to feed me, so I let you feed me. In the end, you still refuse to come to your senses. You've disappointed me!"