"Don't stop. Go on!"
An Xu's face was ferocious. He stared at Zhan Yucheng and urged him.
He always wanted to kill Zhan Yucheng to avenge An Ning and An Kang, but seeing that Zhan Yucheng was so reckless for Su Chacha, he was inexplicably uncomfortable.
Looking at Su Chacha's tears, he felt more and more uncomfortable.
This woman once was so proud, no matter how he tortured her, she had never shed tears, but she cried for Zhan Yucheng.
Why!
Why did she always care about others!
Why did she make him so sad!
The more uncomfortable he felt, the more he wanted to destroy them.
Seeing that Zhan Yucheng was more and more injured, and that his clothes were also stained with bright red. She didn't care that the knife in An Xu's hand was still against her neck.
She struggled to come forward and wanted to stop Zhan Yucheng from continuing to hurt himself.
The sharp knife cut the skin on her neck, but she didn't realize it. She just rushed forward regardless.