"Hello." Even though the person across from him clearly meant no good, Sun Hang still greeted him politely.
As the saying goes, you don't hit a smiling face, but Sun Hang's next sentence instantly shattered his politeness—"Brother, have you switched from being a bodyguard to a security guard?"
The expression on Iron Arm's face didn't change. He steadily walked to a spot ten steps away from Sun Hang, stood firm, and waved Yang Qi and the two accompanying personnel aside.
"I heard you have the ability to manipulate metal. Can you show me?" Iron Arm said.
His tone was calm, without anger or provocation... Sun Hang thought, could this guy be one of those martial arts fanatic types?
