"I would never betray the boss, so you might as well kill me,"
Lin San tossed away the steel pipe in his hand and lifted his head to speak.
The gap between their strengths was too large, and he no longer had the courage to continue fighting with Qin Guang.
But he also dared not utter his own boss's name.
The background of each small-time thug was crystal clear to their own boss.
On the contrary, Qin Guang seemed like the easier target in his eyes.
After all, Qin Guang, though a martial artist, had a clean identity, and at most, they would hand him over to the police, from which he could get out before long.
But to dare betray the boss, that really would result in being thrown into the sea.
"Brothers, let's run together, save as many as we can!"
After speaking, Lin San took the lead and charged forward.
Seeing this, the rest of the able-bodied thugs threw down their steel pipes as if following his example and quickly took off.
"Stubborn to the bitter end."
