บท 676: The first disease…...

Caught off guard and having his head cruelly pressed into a water jar, Boss He miserably choked on the water and violently struggled.

Yet though he wrestled violently, he could only feel that Sheyan’s hand was like a steel hoop; mercilessly cuffing his neck down, and thoroughly suppressing all his movements.

Only when his complexion turned purple and his eyes were about to roll back, did Sheyan pull his head up.

This time, Boss He no longer dared to curse aloud but started to pant greedily for air. As fresh air flooded his lungs, he felt as if nothing in this world was more precious than air. Never did he expect, after merely taking half a breath, Sheyan once again cruelly pressed his head into the water jar…...

This torture went on for five times. By now, Boss He was slumping limpidly on the ground, with tears and mucus flowing as his body shivered intensely. That terrifying steel grip had sorely left an inextinguishable imprint onto his heart!