Chapter 129: Night of Murderous Intent, Poisonous Snake Society (Seeking Subscriptions and Monthly Passes)
Zhou Ping'an took a closer look and discovered that the chat room had erupted with hundreds of messages in an instant, showing just how shocked the viewers were.
No one saw the icy depths in Zhou Ping'an's eyes...
The "greed" attached to the coin quietly moved, locking onto the gardener who had changed into a suit.
Suddenly, as if he had lost his senses, he disregarded the rapidly moving traffic and took several quick steps, attempting to dash across the zebra crossing.
His eyes saw no vehicles.
Bang...
A dull thud.
Harsh screeching brakes echoed around.
The man in the black suit was hit by a speeding white car, flung up in the air in a spread-eagled position, tumbling and crashing heavily to the ground.
His head struck the hard pavement.
His body twisted, blood gushing like a fountain.
"To track is to track, but there's no need to be so desperate, how much do you earn per month?"
Zhou Ping'an stopped in his tracks and looked back.
"It's fake, right?"