Gang Leader Exposed as Delivery Convict

Chapter 24 Fist To The Cheekbone

My vision went black. My ears rang.

I shook my head, barely found my feet, and wiped my burning mouth. I saw blood.

By then Tang Xiaomang looked half sobered by fright, standing frozen.

Under the streetlight, Ji Yanli stood there. His face was so dark it looked ready to drip.

He wore a long black coat. His posture was straight, but a frightening violence seemed to roll off him.

He was not wearing glasses. His gaze was like a poisoned ice pick, pinned on me.

He pointed at me. The voice seemed squeezed through his teeth.

"Qin Ye, you can't live a single fucking day without a man, is that it?"