This young gigolo looked like a pampered eldest young master who couldn't compare in combat skills to these life-risking thugs.
Ma Si felt that capturing Gu Junhao would be more than enough, and he didn't take him seriously.
"Kid, you don't choose the heavenly path but break through the doors of hell. This time you're just unlucky, and you can't blame me," he said.
Gu Junhao lazily lifted his eyelids, still casually playing with the car key in his hand.
"Ma Si, right? You must not have heard a certain saying."
Ma Si, sure that this kid was as good as captured, sneered with no hurry: "What saying?"
"Villains die from talking too much."
The moment his words fell, he took action.
As Ma Si reacted and tried to dodge, Gu Junhao grabbed his arm with a surprisingly quick response.
With just a little effort, Gu Junhao dislocated Ma Si's arm with a "crack.".
A miserable scream echoed in the ruined house, and the sudden change of events scared Ms. Qin inside the room stiff.
