The atmosphere turned icy cold!
Utter silence!
Just half a second ago, Hong Cheng and the others were seething with anger.
Now, they didn't even dare to let out a fart.
It was damn terrifying!
If Wu Jie's grenade was real.
Then, in this confined, narrow hospital room, the blast would be absolutely horrific.
Shockwaves reverberating back and forth, high-speed shrapnel flying in all directions!
None would escape death or severe injury!
Quiet!
Deathly quiet!
The two burly men in black who had joined forces to beat up Wu Jie were the most panic-stricken.
If they had known Wu Jie had a grenade, who would have dared to touch him?
Cold sweat poured down their faces!
Surrounded, Wu Jie wore a cold smile, his gaze flippant.
An air of transcendence as if he was indifferent to life and death!
The soft fear the hard, the hard fear the reckless!
Facing a desperado like Wu Jie, who wouldn't be nervous and afraid?
