Yang Qingqing helped the unconscious youth up and pinched his acupoints with force. Her cold voice now had a hint of panic.,"That scum dared to feign death! Such a lowlife deserves to be killed immediately." Yang Qingqing's heart was filled with rage.,Floating clouds, a dog with gray fur, in my past life, I was just an insignificant ant in your eyes, but in this life, you will be crawling and trembling under my feet!。