The hot-tempered man pulled out a knife angrily. "F*ck, do you think I'm dead? What the f*ck are you talking about!"
Golden Tooth grabbed him. "Shut up."
He pulled his companion back and looked at Ye Wangchuan and Qiao Nian. "Since we don't know each other, there's no need to fight to the death. Why don't we be friends?"
Qiao Nian looked at him coldly. "Be friends?"
His back was covered in cold sweat. His brain tried to work quickly, but his mouth was faster. "Look, you've already taken them away. We're just the helpers. Small fries. Why do you have to argue with people like us?"
He could finally tell.
They had been toyed with this time.
It was an authentic celestial leap.
The women were probably gone.
Although he did not understand how Qiao Nian had contacted them through Nie Qixing's phone… he finally understood one thing—he could not afford to offend the two people in front of him!
