Appearing under the dim street light was a man wearing an expensive suit. The tailoring was close-fitting and wrapped around his long body. There were a few buttons on it that were unbuttoned, making him look unruly.

Under the dim street light, the face cannot be seen.

But the deterrence that bursts out from the stranger is definitely not something ordinary people can have!

But the wretched man who claimed to be the boss still spoke without fear of death:

"Hey, who is so rampant and wants to steal the meat from the uncle's mouth?" said the wretched man who called himself the boss. In the dim light, the man's emotions and face could not be seen clearly.

Only the cold air spreading from his body caused everything within a few meters around him to tremble slightly.

And that tall body also gives people an invisible sense of oppression.

Such a man makes the wretched man who bullies women feel a little afraid...

This Xing Jiyang, without his usual cynical playfulness, now looks like a bloodthirsty Shura from hell...

Murong Yachun's mind became more and more blurry, her body became hotter and uncomfortable, and she couldn't see clearly who was coming... She felt like her strength had been drained from her body. She wanted to approach the man who was not far from her, but she couldn't stand.

Can’t stand up….

Xing Jiyang suddenly picked up a gun, pointed it at the leg of a wretched man, and shot...

"I say it again, let her go! Whether you let her go or not will determine your life or death!" Xing Shiyang's low and hoarse voice sounded.

The wretched man a was holding his injured leg and wailing, the wretched man b had been frightened and was at a loss as to what to do. The wretched old man’s legs were clearly trembling, but he said without fear of death: “You gave away another beauty.

Come here, I will let this girl go."

Xing Jiyang's deep eyes darkened, "I'm sorry, there won't be a third chance to decide life or death!"
Chapter completed!