Transmigration: I Have Storage Space in the Apocalypse

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Would Xie Jingchen listen to her pleas for mercy?

With a gentle smile, Xie Jingchen’s demeanor, in contrast to the earlier sinister aura, now seemed innocuous and simple, his originally robust facial features appearing as though they belonged to someone else entirely.

However, the iron rod in his hand showed not the slightest bit of mercy, striking her abdomen once more!

"Ah—"

’Lin Aihong’ was struck by the force in his hand and flung directly onto a table to the side, ’clang’ went the table, resounding loudly from the collision, while she lay on the ground like a broken doll, unable to get up.

The pain in her abdomen caused ’Lin Aihong’ to convulse all over, her face turning pale. If by now she still didn’t realize that the man before her was taking his anger out on her, she might as well jump off a cliff!

With a scream, she felt something gushing from her throat. Gently touching with her other intact hand, she discovered it was blood!

After coughing up blood twice, she finally felt like she could breathe more easily. Seeing Rong boots close to her eyelids, she shrank back in fear, but a wave of pain engulfed her, making her feel so weak that even the slightest movement seemed like it would take her life!

At that moment, Xie Jingchen stamped fiercely on her other powerless hand. The already intense pain, now mercilessly exacerbated by his brutal stomp, made her head spin and sweat pour down coldly.