The 10 men who had just walked out from the back of Haina Supernatural Store hadn't even called out "Miao" when their bodies suddenly stiffened, and they looked up at Chen Miao with a rigid expression.
Even the level 60 Supernatural.
In the eyes of ordinary people, already a daunting existence, now had no desire to run away; they knew Chen Miao's strength far too well—if Chen Miao truly decided to kill them.
Fleeing would be utterly pointless.
Their only hope for survival was to hope that Chen Miao was joking, not serious.
"Miao..."
Even Wang Haina's voice trembled as he said, "If you kill them, you can't kill me, right? I'm tight-lipped, Miao, you know that."
"..."
The two level 60 Supernaturals among those 10 men turned their heads in fury, glaring at Wang Haina. What kind of beastly thing to say— they were hired for a hefty sum, not for this attitude.
What do you mean he can't kill you if he kills them?
Listen, just listen!!
Is that something a person would say?
