Zenith tried his best to distinguish how many people were in the room. Then, he began to perform. "You! Who are you? What are you doing here?"
The man in black thought that Zenith was a tough nut to crack. He did not expect him to be like this.
"Take out the medicine you use to treat spinal nerves. Otherwise, don't blame us for not showing mercy." The man in black holding the gun spoke in a New York dialect that was not fluent, and his eyes were filled with disdain.
At this moment, Zenith displayed his panic vividly. He trembled and said, "I'll give it to you. Don't shoot!"
He took out a small bag from under the pillow at the side. From the way he acted, they knew that these medicines were very precious to him.
The other man in black who was standing at the head of the bed directly snatched the small bag. He was very excited. He did not expect this matter to be so easy to settle. They would probably receive a lot of remuneration!
