When the Honda was following Qin Tian's car and turned into the tree-lined boulevard beside the Third Ring Road, it hadn't driven for a few miles when they saw Qin Tian alone, standing by the roadside.
Hissss!
The Honda suddenly stopped.
There were two men in the car, including the driver, both in their thirties, wearing what seemed to be specially made grey T-shirts, with a black curved dagger printed on them that was particularly eye-catching.
"So this is Qin Tian, he's indeed young,"
said a slightly portly man in grey clothes, sneering from the car.
"Let's get out and meet him,"
said the thin man in the passenger seat indifferently before getting out of the car and walking towards Qin Tian in two strides.
Qin Tian watched the thin man get out of the car, his eyes growing cold; the closer the man got, the more Qin Tian felt a chilling coldness rushing towards him—
Murderous intent!
"An assassin?"
