Han Yuanjun glanced at Ryan casually and took out a lighter from his pocket. He aimed the lighter at Ryan and threw it away. After the lighter flew through the air in a perfect parabola, an "Ah!" sounded before Ryan fell to the ground.
Han Yuanjun smiled and snapped his fingers proudly. "Done!"
Qin Shanyuan sighed in relief. "Uncle, you are truly a mighty one!"
Han Yuanjun looked back at Liang Jiaying and raised his leg to kick Qin Shanyuan's back. "Why are you still standing there? Go and save your beauty!"
"Oh right!" It was only then Qin Shanyuan remembered that he had to save her. He hurriedly ran to her side. First, he removed the sock from her mouth and then helped untie the ropes from her hands and feet.
"Jiaying, don't be afraid. I have taken care of those thugs. In a moment, I will send you to your brother."
Han Yuanjun and Liang Jiahao looked at each other and shook their heads together.
