Step by step, he walked toward him, adjusting the black leather gloves he wore on his hands.
The young fellow on the ground kept crawling backward, fear in his eyes, muttering:
"Don't kill me, don't kill me... I didn't mean to... He hid the stuff here before... I saw it with my own eyes..."
If it weren't for the rumor that someone had found that person and a ten-million reward was offered, he wouldn't have come knocking and dealt with these people.
The bearded middle-aged man faced this scene and said nothing: "..."
His eyes deepened a bit.
The man surnamed Wu glanced over and asked, "Are you going to take care of the dog outside, or stay here on guard?"
A trace of struggle flashed in the bearded man's eyes but disappeared in an instant. Finally, he waved his hand casually and said:
"You go deal with that beast."
Wu didn't hesitate, taking a dagger from his pocket, he walked out the door.
The bearded middle-aged man: "..."
His fist unconsciously clenched.
