บท 693: Direct Confrontation (1)

"Cough cough cough cough…" Pei Jiao kept coughing, and her eyes were red.

Beike looked at her in the inner rearview mirror and asked in a slightly worried tone, "Are you okay?"

"I'm fine…" Pei Jiao raised her hand to wipe the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Beike happened to see this scene. "Why are you still crying? Didn't I just use a fire extinguisher to stab him a few times? It's not like I took his life. Why is your heart aching?!"

"My heart aches, my ass!" Pei Jiao quickly adjusted her breathing. "You can't differentiate between friend and foe and rush over to kill indiscriminately. Your eyes are red from killing, but you don't allow me to choke?"

When Beike heard this, he laughed in a muffled voice. "Then what can I do? Otherwise, you want me to snatch you back from him alone? I want this kind of unusual method to catch him off guard and compete to see who's crazier. Look, didn't I successfully snatch you back from him?"