"What?"
Upon hearing Hao Jian's words, Che Xiaoxiao's pretty face immediately showed a look of confusion. What does Hao Jian mean by this?
"Stand behind me."
He didn't explain to Che Xiaoxiao but reached out to pull her behind him. Then, Hao Jian set his gaze on Yun and the store manager, his mouth slowly curving into a cold smile: "What do you say?"
"Swish!"
Upon seeing Hao Jian's gaze, Yun and the store manager's faces changed drastically, especially with his confident tone. The two exchanged a look, then suddenly pulled out knives and a pistol from their bodies, stabbing toward Hao Jian.
"Oh? Attacking without saying a word?"
The two made their move, catching Hao Jian somewhat by surprise. He sneered, "I thought you'd struggle a bit longer, didn't expect you'd act so quickly, but then again, this fits your assassin style..."
Their expressions unchanged, they continued to stab toward Hao Jian with the knives, while the other hand chambered the pistol single-handedly.
