C499 Compete

"Ahem..."

The large hand that was like an iron clamp tightened around Hua Yan's neck. With just a bit of force, Hua Yan's neck could be snapped in an instant.

"Son of a b * tch."

Hua Yan gritted her teeth and took out a dagger with her empty right hand. Her eyes were cold as she stabbed at Beiming Ye with her backhand.

"Chi."

With a disdainful sneer, Beiming Ye grabbed Hua Yan's arm