The two headed toward the detached villa, and at this moment, Li Xiaoqiang stared at the long-haired youth in front of him, frowning slightly.
Because he saw Disaster Luck above the other's head with his Mysterious Spirit Eye.
Li Xiaoqiang, gazing at Lin Zhiming by his side, whispered, "Whatever happens later, make sure you protect yourself first."
Lin Zhiming was no fool either, a coal mine owner's son from Shanxi who had seen plenty of lethal treasure hunts, his eyes flickered as he spoke, "Are they going to make a move on us?"
Li Xiaoqiang whispered, "The likelihood is very high."
As they entered the villa, the door suddenly closed, the long-haired youth turned and stared at them, saying, "The boss said he can't let you keep your legs."
With that, he reached straight out to grab Li Xiaoqiang.
Seeing this, Li Xiaoqiang stepped back swiftly twice, blocking the other's palm on the outside.
Li Xiaoqiang spoke coldly, "Are you so sure you can chop off my legs?"
