Make your ex-boyfriend cry? That's easy!

Jiang Yan was frightened. He kept trying to pry the other person's hands apart. He was struggling all the time. He didn't know where the food and milk tea he was holding fell during the struggle.

Jiang Yan found an opening and bit the man. While he was in pain, he elbowed him in the stomach. This time, the man finally let go.

Jiang Yan doesn't know how to fight, and these are things he figured out when he was bullied as a child.

He immediately turned around to look at the other person, and it was the red-haired killer who had teased him before.

This man is rich and I can't afford to offend him.

Jiang Yan thought so, gritted his teeth, turned around and ran away.

There are surveillance cameras anyway, so at worst I can call the police and seek revenge later.

The man was frustrated and angry: "How dare you hit me, bitch?!"

He glared at the thug next to him: "What are you all standing there for? Why don't you stop him?!"

When Jiang Yan saw that he couldn't escape, he immediately took out his cell phone to call the police. However, just as he opened the phone app and before he could press the number, his phone was knocked away.

The call was dialed by mistake, and I don't know who is on the other end of the line.

Seeing that the call wasn't to the police, no one bothered to pay attention to the phone. The gang surrounded Jiang Yan, and Jiang Yan retreated step by step, getting closer and closer to the red-haired killer.

Jiang Yan gritted his teeth, glanced at the two-meter-high wall behind the Shamatte, then glanced at the trash can on the ground, and suddenly had an idea in his mind.

So he rushed forward with all his might, and while the other party wasn't paying attention, he used his elbow to push the Shamatte away. Then he jumped, stepped on the lid of the trash can, and was about to climb over the wall when someone grabbed his ankle and pulled him down.

Jiang Yan fell heavily to the ground, the back of his head hitting the wall, which seemed to have a cut, and his back hit the uneven concrete floor, causing a burning pain.

Jiang Yan gasped in pain.

"You little bitch, your ankles are quite thin." The other party said this, but he was not ready to let him go. He just tugged at Jiang Yan's ankles and dragged him in front of the red-haired killer. Then he let go of Jiang Yan's ankles and said respectfully, "Mr. Fang."

It was summer now, and the weather was scorching hot. Jiang Yan was wearing thin clothes, and the gravel on the ground had worn his clothes and skin on his back. The stones and clothes had sunk into his flesh, leaving his back covered in blood. The wound on the back of his head was so painful that Jiang Yan saw black.

Mercury retrograde.

Jiang Yan still remembered to mock himself at this time.

The other party was probably extremely angry with Jiang Yan, so now he was only concerned about how to torture Jiang Yan.

The red-haired killer stepped on Jiang Yan's lower abdomen.

Jiang Yan vomited reflexively after being stepped on, feeling as if his internal organs were about to be stepped on.

"What? Running?! Keep running! Why don't you run anymore?" The red-haired man twisted his feet vigorously.

Jiang Yan felt so painful that he almost vomited blood. He used both hands to pull at Hongmao's shoes, trying to move his feet away, but he was in so much pain that he had no strength left. Even breathing took up most of his energy.

Jiang Yan grinned and coughed twice, and blood flowed out of his mouth along with the cough. Jiang Yan didn't even have the strength to raise his hand to wipe the blood off. He tilted his head so that the blood could flow to the ground.

After taking two deep breaths, he finally said in a hoarse voice, "If you have the guts... just kill me."

Seeing Jiang Yan like this, the gang of thugs panicked a little: "Mr. Fang, let's go. What if this guy dies?"

The red-haired man, known as Mr. Fang, was displeased when he heard this: "She's dead, so what? She's just a bitch. My family is rich, and my dad has connections with the higher-ups. They can't possibly bring any harm to us. Why are you panicking?"