"Who are you?"
Seeing his subordinates aiming their guns at that person, Evil Tiger felt that the sudden appearance of this person was somewhat strange, but he wasn't frightened easily. He had fought his way up to his current position, so his expression became a bit more ferocious.
The eyes of the bound girl also looked at the suddenly appearing youth.
Swish!
A blond youth flashed and stood in front of Evil Tiger, looking at Qin Yang with cold, emotionless eyes.
"Be careful, he's not an ordinary person."
The blond youth spoke in French-accented Chinese. From the person in front of him, he felt a sense of danger; it was an assassin's intuition.
Hearing the blond youth say this, Evil Tiger's expression became solemn. Anyone who could make the blond youth beside him say such things would definitely not be ordinary.
"You're that Ripper, aren't you?"
