It was with such nonchalance that Feng Lin approached the three of them.
His expression somewhat confused, what was this person thinking? Did he not know how to take a hostage?
After carefully observing the other's expression, Feng Lin realized that he wasn't being taken seriously at all.
"What do you want to do?"
Feng Lin stared at the man in front of him, Wang Fu, whom he had already let off the hook earlier on the road.
He didn't expect that he would dare.
"This time, I'm on a job for a friend who asked me to kill someone, and that someone is you."
Wang Fu pointed at Feng Lin with his chopsticks.
Feng Lin asked with a smile, "Who wants me dead?"
"You don't need to worry about that; I'm not going to tell you," said Wang Fu, continuing to eat, "I'll make my move after I finish eating. If you have any last words, you'd better say them now."
Feng Lin's lips slightly curled upwards, "Do you think that so many of us can't beat you alone?"
"Hahaha."
