"Where's my wife? Where's Ling Tianlin?"
In the villa, Jiang Chen entered with a cold face and expressionlessly looked at the group of men in black suits in the living room, speaking coldly.
"Kid, your wife is on Young Master Ling's bed right now! Haha..." a man in a black suit said with a full-faced teasing laugh.
"Haha!"
"Haha..."
The group of men in black suits all laughed out loud.
Suddenly, Wu Feng and Zhang Qiang, who were standing behind Jiang Chen, shivered together, sensing an extremely dangerous and icy killing intent.
This killing intent made them, as martial artists, feel an almost uncontrollable oppressive aura!
Unable to help themselves, they looked at Jiang Chen with shock in their eyes.
This was still Mr. Jiang not intentionally targeting them; had he targeted them on purpose, they likely would have been overwhelmed with terror by now.
