Behind him was a scorching wall, and in front of him was his enemy with a weapon. Moreover, he had Ye Zhong in his arms as a handicap.
'This isn't good,' Dai Zhiqiang thought and quickly worked his brain to find a way out.
"Are you going to give me the Young Master, or do you want the three of us to die together here?"
Dai Zhiqiang couldn't devise a sound strategy in his mind, no matter what. Meanwhile, the building did not intend to wait as it began collapsing around them. He really had no time to waste.
If he couldn't win, he had no choice but to resort to the second-best plan.
Dai Zhiqiang sneakily pressed himself more to the wall. The wall felt like it could burn his back, but he gritted his teeth. "Huang Zhen, for whom are you working? Why are you so hung up on kidnapping Little Zhong?"
