Xiao Ye turned to the bodyguards beside him and snarled, "My wife has been kidnapped."
"Kidnapped?" The Caucasian tightened his blue eyes, "Even if your wife has been kidnapped, you should have finished discussing the matter with me before leaving. It's the rule of the underworld!"
Xiao Ye's face twisted into a ferocious scowl.
At this moment, he had no intention of squabbling with these people.
His gaze shifted as he signaled to Abiao.
Abiao nodded fiercely and kicked out, sending a powerful kick toward the man nearest to him.
The man yelped in pain, and the gun in his hand dropped sharply.
Xiao Ye rolled on the ground, grabbed the black pistol from the ground, leaped up, and aimed the black pistol directly at the Caucasian boss.
The other bodyguards also pointed their guns at Xiao Ye and Abiao at this moment.
Several people suddenly became deadlocked.
"I don't mind, dying together," Xiao Ye said, pulling the trigger with a terrifyingly bloodthirsty grimace on his face.
