"Still not willing to come out?"
White Tiger stood in place, looking expressionlessly at the rooftop.
The man beside White Tiger shook his head, saying, "None will come out!"
"How many people are still up there?"
White Tiger asked.
"A total of five!"
The man said, "One is Zhang Long, and the other four are his loyal subordinates. Together they have two weapons, probably not many bullets left. Just now, when we surrounded them, they already emptied several clips!"
"Oh!"
White Tiger nodded, looking at the window with the curtains drawn up high. After a long while, White Tiger spoke to the upstairs, "Zhang Long, come down!"
There was no sound from the second floor.
"I promise, not to kill you!"
White Tiger used his hand to adjust his glasses on his nose, saying, "After all, we are all from SH. From today, the Axe Sect will cease to exist. I don't want you, as the last remnant of the Axe Sect, to also disappear from this world!"
"Then give me back my Axe Sect!"
