The man was probably in his forties. His limbs hung down unnaturally as if he was only left with one breath. Blood flowed down the man's body.
Someone was whipping him. He kept spitting out blood and cried as if begging for mercy. "I was wrong. Kill me. Please give me a quick death. I shouldn't have killed that woman, but I just followed the organization's arrangements. I didn't do it on purpose. I didn't even know her…"
Qiao Nian's eyes gradually turned cold. Looking at the anonymous account, she could basically guess who had sent her the video.
The person in the video was still crying. "I'm willing to pay with my life. Kill me and stop torturing me.
"You've been torturing me for seven years. Seven years. Kill me, K. Please, give me a quick death."
Feng Yu also heard the voice and asked in a low voice, "Nian Nian, why do I hear someone talking on your side? Are you outside?"
