Upon seeing the silencer-equipped gun in the robot's hand, the three knife-wielding bodyguards immediately formed a protective circle around Xiong Zhiyang, ready to defend him to the death. Xiong Zhiyang had loyalty bought from merely a handful of people, not hundreds. It wasn't hard to devise ways to make them devotedly follow him. It didn't require too many tactics.
"You… you guys have guns. Who the hell are you?" Xiong Zhiyang stuttered, fear apparent in his voice.
The robot didn't answer his question, but coldly said, "Speak, Mr. Xiong. Why did you kidnap Tang Zekai? I'm counting to three. When I reach three, I can't guarantee your safety. One."
