The stench of urine quickly filled the air.
Zhang Chuan's chest and lungs felt like they were about to explode just now. He really thought he was going to die this time, and didn't expect Chi Jiao to let him off again.
"You're so easily scared that you peed your pants." Chi Jiao patted his hand with a sweet smile. "I thought you were very capable. Didn't you give yourself the title of Death God? The Death God is so afraid of death. Are you just a joke?"
"You! You!" Zhang Chuan had never been so humiliated. He glared at Chi Jiao with bloodshot eyes, wishing he could kill her with his gaze!
This girl was a complete demon!
Beitang Lie saw that Zhang Chuan was no longer as calm as before. He couldn't help admiring Chi Jiao's intelligence and ruthlessness.
The calmer Zhang Chuan was, the harder it was to pry open his mouth.
She had to destroy his mental defense before breaking through to him.