The lobby on the first floor of the apartment was so quiet, you could hear a pin drop.
Huang Jinxiang had blisters on his body from high temperatures, sore and itchy, but he dared not scratch the wound. He knelt cautiously in front of the bandaged woman, like a death row inmate waiting for his sentence.
"I'm gonna blow your damn lungs out, no more sugar-coating it, I'll shoot you straight through the stomach!"
Huang Jinxiang cursed inwardly.
The monstrous woman had her head wrapped in bandages, her face impossible to see, but she picked up the gold bracelet, held it before her, seemingly observing it. A few seconds later, she slipped the bracelet onto her left wrist, turning it over, satisfied.
The bandaged woman opened her shoulder bag and took out a business card, handing it to Huang Jinxiang.
Huang Jinxiang hurriedly accepted it with both hands, his gaze quickly scanning the business card, noticing three Korean characters on it.
Translated, they meant 'Kim Agent'!
