"Tonight, I'm here to take your life, and now that you've discovered me, I'll kill you alive! No one will notice!"
Zhang Xiaofan chuckled coldly and said, "Oh? Is that so?"
As soon as Zhang Xiaofan finished speaking, Chen Youliang had already produced a twenty-centimeter-long knife in his hand.
The two men behind him stared fiercely, not holding knives, but each had picked up a stick from the ground.
"Zhang Xiaofan, I know you can fight, but the two men with me tonight have been inside; they fight like mad dogs. Killing you will be more than enough," Chen Youliang said.
"Kill him, and each of us will get five hundred thousand, and Yongchun Pharmaceutical has arranged for our escape, kill Zhang Xiaofan for me."
As soon as Chen Youliang finished speaking,
the other two men had moved behind Zhang Xiaofan.
With wooden sticks in hand and a ferocious look in their eyes, they were like hungry wolves.
Chen Youliang's knife was pointed directly at Zhang Xiaofan.
