บท 1230: Silly Girl, You Are the One I Like (Part Eighteen)

His heart seemed to stop beating.

He bent over to pick up the metal rod. Still grabbing onto her hair, he pulled her over to the metal bucket. It was full of charcoal and ashes.

There was also a bottle of gasoline and a lighter beside it. He bent over and poured the entire bottle of gasoline into the bucket. He then lit it up with the lighter and put the rod in.

His actions terrified Tang Feiling. She realized what he was doing and yelled, "Ansheng, don't. You can't do this to me."

She tried to break free from his grasp.

But she was no match for Ming Ansheng. She watched the burning red triangular metal. Ming Ansheng's gaze was fiery.

He picked up the rod.

"No… No…"

"Ahhh…"

The woman's dreadful cries reverberated within the warehouse. It woke Su Yue even further.

She opened her eyes. They widened when she saw the scene before her.