He knew clearly that the Yangtze River was turbulent ahead, and if he was pushed in with a heavy iron chain, he would die.
But he could do nothing but be driven closer and closer to the shore.
Until the end.
Bang!
He stepped into a puddle on the shore.
His leather shoes were instantly soiled by the wet sand, and then a wave rushed onto the mudflat, submerging his trouser legs.
Take three more steps forward.
We are in the river.
Chen Yang's hair was disheveled in the wind. He suddenly stopped and looked back silently.
Behind him was a group of ruthless and indifferent black shadows.
Cao Kun, the Gao brothers, Liu Yong, and a large number of black-clad bodyguards...
Under the dim iron-blue sky, they stood in a row with different postures, all waiting for Chen Yang to die.
Endless indifference and oppression came over me. Compared with the chill of the human world, the icy river water in front of me seemed even more intimate.
"What are you waiting for?"
"Push him down!"
In the center of the crowd, Liu Yong gave a cold order.
Two dragon guards immediately stepped forward, grabbed Chen Yang's arms, and were about to push him into the river.
But suddenly.
Chen Yang, who had been like a wooden man, with a dead heart, allowing them to manipulate him, suddenly tightened his arms.
The two dragon guards didn't push him.
And at the same time, I felt a strong desire to live from this man.
Look up.
Chen Yang's dazed eyes were now refocused, staring at the road on the shore.
There.
A blue sports car was speeding through the thick morning fog...
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