"Second, I'll kill you, and then find it myself."
Tubo stared wide-eyed, struggling to twist his stiff neck, and looked at the young man before him with a distorted expression.
He still didn't understand what exactly had brought him to this state.
The numbness in his body hadn't dissipated, and the pain gradually intensified. He could even feel beads of sweat forming on his forehead.
He gritted his teeth and spoke with difficulty: "You... if you have the ability, then kill, kill me."
Betray the boss?
No, that's impossible.
Not that he's particularly loyal, but Tubo knows that once the boss finds out he leaked any information about him, his death would be more miserable.
Seeing this, Zhang Beixing frowned slightly.
This young man seems to have quite a backbone.
