With that, there was no need to hold Huang Yingying as a hostage anymore.
So, the gang leader let go, and Huang Yingying immediately ran towards Lin Tian, but her hands were still tied, and she could do nothing but cry uncontrollably.
"You... why are you so foolish..." Huang Yingying sobbed.
"The foolish ones are not me, but them."
Lin Tian dropped the blood-stained knife he had in his hand, and with his left arm, he embraced Huang Yingying and said, "As long as they let you go, you are no longer their hostage, all these people are going to die, not a single one will survive! Whether or not I am hurt, it really doesn't matter!"
Huang Yingying felt that Lin Tian was just putting on a brave front, so she continued to cry ceaselessly.
And the gang of thugs thought that Lin Tian was just talking tough, one after another started to mock him with sneers and jeers.
