C301 Hanging Me up
The stench of blood was so thick in the air that Gong Xiaohua felt like he was about to vomit. But clutched in Chu Yan's grip, he was as powerless as a baby chick—struggling was out of the question, he couldn't even twitch.
"I am useless (I won't)..."
Gong Xiaohua was a mix of shock and rage, clearly wanting to say more, but Chu Yan narrowed his eyes and, with a fierce heave