C442 He will Not Die a Good Death.

"Don't move!" Suddenly something was against his back? It was sharp, like a knife.

Ann Guojun's body trembled. The phone in his hand slipped from his palm and fell to the ground with a crisp and ear-piercing sound.

And Ann Guojun's entire momentum, from his proud face to his current dejection, only took less than three seconds.

Lyi Moshen, who was on the other end of the phone