All the men pointed their gun at Zhao Yichen's head.
The scene was extremely tense. Only Sheng Ruming was leisurely sitting on his seat.
"Are you out of your mind? Move your gun from his head. RIGHT NOW!" Luo Lixi ordered Zhao Yichen but the man didn't move. Contrary he abruptly grabbed Luo Lixi and dragged her behind him.
Sheng Ruming's eyes dangerously narrowed. He stood up and then spat out.
"If you want to die, then let me fulfil this wish of yours."
"Zhao Yichen, stop! You are making chaos without any reason. He's really my friend. Sheng Ruming is the person who saved my life."
When the man heard her, he suspiciously turned to her. "Why didn't you come back then? There wasn't any sign of yours and we failed to find you as if someone deliberately concealed them."
"I was in coma. Put down your gun or you can be sure that I won't care about you even if they do something to you." Then the man heard her, he paused.
