Upon witnessing this scene, the boss of the burly men trembled all over with fear.
However, it was far from over. Zhang Xiaomeng drew a short knife from his waist and stabbed towards the burly man number two's thigh.
With a squelching sound, bright red blood sprayed out, and the unconscious second man woke up in agony, issuing a piercing scream from his mouth.
Then Zhang Xiaomeng delivered another kick to his head, and the second man fell still once again.
The boss of the burly men, being an assassin himself, was accustomed to ruthless and merciless actions, but even he felt his heart quiver with fear after seeing Zhang Xiaomeng's moves.
At that moment, Zhang Xiaomeng's fierce gaze turned towards him.
He didn't dare to meet his eyes, hastily shifting his gaze away.
"What about you? Will you talk, or not?"
Zhang Xiaomeng spoke again, his tone chilling.
So terrified that his liver and gallbladder were trembling, the boss didn't hesitate at all and began to speak hastily:
