"How many of you are there?" Big Brother Brown held the guy's neck and asked coldly, his fingers slightly loosening.
The thug quickly took a couple of deep breaths. Earlier, he couldn't breathe, and death was so near. Now that he could finally breathe, he realized how precious air was to a person. Though he had killed before, he cherished his life very much, and promptly said, "Unless you promise not to kill me, I won't tell you."
"You have no right to negotiate." Big Brother Brown's finger suddenly extended, directly pressing on the guy's ribs.
