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Chapter 353 Don’t Let Him Die (1)_1

Chapter 353: Chapter 353 Don’t Let Him Die (1)_1

However, Han Jingnian showed no signs of mercy. Instead, he bent down, grabbed the man’s other hand, and decisively pressed it against his leg. With a crisp "snap", the man’s arm bone splintered.

The pain had already stripped the man of his formerly arrogant demeanor. His face was filled with panic and fear. Despite knowing that behind him was a wall, he still leaned back until his body pressed against the wall, and only when he had no room left to retreat, did he nervously look up at Han Jingnian.

Just one glance was enough to drain all the color from his face. He wanted to beg for mercy, but the torment from both his hands prevented him from forming a coherent sentence. He felt as if he were being thrown into a vat of boiling oil, in an unending cycle of torment...

Just as the man was about to succumb to the pain and faint, Han Jingnian finally lifted his foot from his hand.

The man thought he had finally dodged a bullet. However, the next moment, Han Jingnian raised his hand, grabbed his collar, and started to punch and kick him relentlessly.

Each of Han Jingnian’s attacks were not aimed at his vital areas, not enough to knock him out or cause fatal injuries. However, each strike hit at the weakest areas of the human body, causing an exceptionally bone-chilling pain that was much worse than ending him instantly.

The man yearned for death, but was unable to die. This torment between life and death gradually caused his sanity to crumble, until he completely broke down. He, a grown man, was so frightened that he wet his pants and begged Han Jingnian through tears and snot to spare him...

Han Jingnian was oblivious to the man’s pleas. He used the man as a punching bag, venting his anger, until his breathing gradually steadied. Only then did he stop.

The man was left gasping for breath after Han Jingnian’s ruthless beating. Han Jingnian didn’t even give him a second glance; he adjusted his clothes, then walked to the bed and picked up Xia Wan’an. After throwing a glance at the small mirror, it jumped into Xia Wan’an’s arms. Han Jingnian gave the man on the ground a kick and ordered, "Come with me," before walking out of the bedroom holding Xia Wan’an.

The man didn’t wish to follow Han Jingnian, but he dared not resist. He could only crawl and roll after him, leaving Xia Wan’an’s villa.

When they arrived at a car, Han Jingnian first opened the car door, carefully put Xia Wan’an in, and buckled her seatbelt. Then he closed the door, pressed his remote to open the trunk, and glanced at the man on the ground, "Get in."

The man stared at Han Jingnian in surprise for two seconds, but he quickly scrambled to the trunk and climbed in when Han Jingnian frowned in impatience.

Han Jingnian pressed the remote to close the trunk, then rounded the car and got in.

On the road, Han Jingnian made a phone call to Zhang Te. By the time he arrived at the underground parking lot of the apartment that was in Xia Wan’an’s name, Zhang Te was already waiting there.

Han Jingnian got out of the car, opened the trunk, "Take care of the thing in the trunk. Have Xie Lin look at him, and make sure he doesn’t die."

Then, he opened the passenger door, scooped up Xia Wan’an from the seat, glanced at the small mirror, let it jump into Xia Wan’an’s arms, and then took the woman and the cat into the elevator.