Tǔ Láng's lips curled up slightly as he shook his wrist and strode forward, clearly not taking Feng Lin seriously.
Seeing the confidence on the adversary's face, Fang Xi immediately whispered in Feng Lin's ear, "Let's run, we truly can't beat this guy."
She also knew that Feng Lin had a gun, but this wasn't some back alley.
Using that kind of weapon in front of so many people was practically asking for a death wish.
"Run! You think you can get away?"
Tǔ Láng suddenly pounced forward.
Fang Xi immediately threw the chair in her hand and grabbed Feng Lin, ready to flee.
But Tǔ Láng was incredibly agile, dodging to the side as his dagger aimed for Feng Lin's shoulder.
Tǔ Láng's underlings around him were all thrilled.
Worthy of their boss.
Clang.
Before they could even start flattering him,
they were stunned by the scene before them.
Feng Lin pinched the blade of the knife with two fingers and with a slight twist, broke the blade.
Boom!
