"Him?" The masked man looked towards the car behind him, where Wei Chen was frantically tearing at his seatbelt, with a look of sarcasm on his face. "Is it worth it for a fool?"

"It's worth it!" After saying that, Ye Qin attacked the man with the mask again.

But at this moment, her attack was nothing to the man with the mask.

The man in the mask dodged it easily and kicked Ye Qin directly in the abdomen where there was a knife wound.

Ye Qin's body formed a perfect parabola, and finally fell heavily to the ground, unable to stand up again...

The masked man paused, a hint of regret reflected in his eyes, and then he slowly walked towards Ye Qin who was not far away.

Wei Chi and Wei Chengzhe hid in the distance. Seeing that the duel had finally come to an end, they shouted, "Kill her! Kill her! Kill her quickly!"

The masked man approached Ye Qin step by step, watching her spit out blood and watching her life fade away bit by bit.

"Don't... don't kill her... come at me... child... get up... quickly..." Old Man Wei said in pain, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"Wife! Wife! Don't touch her! Don't touch her! You come to kill me! Come to kill me! Don't touch her!" Wei Chen frantically tore at the seat belt, struggling madly, his bloodshot eyes staring at Ye Qin's direction, "Why can't I untie it! Why can't I untie it!"

The masked man had walked to Ye Qin's side. He squatted down, staring at Ye Qin, the dagger in his hand flashing with blood.

Ye Qin could no longer get up, but she kept her eyes open stubbornly, sliding the dagger in her hand. Although it could no longer cause any harm, it was like an obsession.

"What a pity! You could have died with dignity." The masked man smiled and waved the dagger. "Goodbye, my lovely girl..."

"No! No! You're going to kill me!" Wei Chen roared, his red eyes as if something was trying to break free, his bloodied hands tightly gripping the seatbelt. The next second, the once strong seatbelt was completely torn apart, "Aqin!"