C176 Differential treatment

Chu Yan uttered the last few words with difficulty, "Yun Ge, kill me, quick!"

"No." Chu Yunge patted Chu Yan's trembling face, "Third brother, just hold on a little longer, it will definitely be fine."

Chu Yan clenched his teeth, the veins on his forehead all bulging. He held back his anger until his face was red, beads of perspiration the size of beans floated on his face. "Quick, kill me