C251 The Real Murderer

"But you already know so much, I am a man..." Zhuang Yichen leaned his elbow on the armrest of the chair and leaned sideways. His fingers were on his forehead as he looked at the woman who was begging for mercy on the ground. It was as if he was looking at a clown, "I don't have any human feelings, I don't care about my friends and family, even if I don't have friends