At this moment, Yang Ming was being held hostage by a man in black, feeling utterly humiliated. He had intended to teach Xiang Yu a lesson with his men, but instead, Xiang Yu had made a fool of him, and now someone had come to rob his own house. If word of this got out, his reputation would be ruined.
"Who the hell are you guys, do you know who I am?" Yang Ming said through clenched teeth.
"I'm going to count to three, and if you keep talking nonsense, I'll snap your neck," the man in black warned, then began counting immediately. When he reached three, he suddenly exerted more pressure on Yang Ming's neck, causing blood to flow down from it.
Though Yang Ming felt stifled, he was also afraid of dying. Realizing his life was in danger, he quickly pleaded, "Bro, show some mercy. The stuff you want is in there." He pointed to the safe by the bed.
"Open it," commanded the man in black in a hushed tone.
