At this moment, seven or eight tall and burly men rushed in, each holding a bat, and started fighting with Ah Wan.
Ah Wan was very skilled, but he was outnumbered.
Zhou Xufang released her hand from Jiang Zhi's shoulder, "Stay here and don't move."
She lowered the brim of her hat, turned around, and kicked away the bat that was swinging towards Ah Wan's back, "Who sent you?"
The leader, wearing a mask, raised his hand to signal his men to stop, "Are you Z?"
"I am."
The man scrutinized her, "Mr. sent us to assist you."
Indeed, preparations were made for both outcomes.
Zhou Xufang adjusted her special-material glasses, facing the man, "I don't need it."
"We won't interfere with your task, just deliver the person to the designated place and we'll leave. We won't hinder you."
Her voice was extremely low, and the coldness in her eyes behind the blue lenses suggested restrained anger, her whole being exuding an aura of hostility, "I don't like others meddling in the jobs I take."
