C1111 Three Kinds of Imprisonment Test

Staring down the dark barrel of the gun, Chiang Yutao felt an icy dread envelop him.

It was only with the gun aimed at his own head that he truly grasped the profound terror of death.

"No... please, don't kill me, Chiang Yan. I admit my mistake, I truly do. I have elders and children depending on me. If I die