"Since we can find out who did it with money, then we are out of trouble, right?" Jiang Hui's three lackeys asked hopefully.
"Wishful thinking, how could I possibly leave a loose end? You're useless now, of course I'm going to silence you."
"No, no, please, spare me, I haven't lived enough yet!"
"I'm still young, I have many years left to live, don't kill me!"
"Please don't kill me, I don't want to die, if you have to kill someone, kill Jiang Hui, it's all his fault, if I didn't listen to him, I would be bullied to death every day just like those twins, and I don't even have parents as good as theirs."
"Yeah, right, if you're going to kill someone, kill Jiang Hui, he's the one who ordered us around, we were forced to, this could spare my life, right?"
Once their breathing eased, their speech became more fluid, rapid-fire like a machine gun turning on, but their high-pitched, sharp voices were unbearable to the ears.