Lang Feng's right hand clutched a sharp dagger, which he pressed against old Hei's neck.
Old Hei's body trembled, and his action of raising his gun came to an abrupt halt!
He could clearly feel the chilling intent to kill emitting from the other, signaling that should he dare make any rash move, the dagger would definitely slash across his neck!
He had no doubt about Lang Feng's strength, because he knew all too well how terrifying the other's skills were! So, he didn't dare to move an inch.
"Lang Feng, why do you have to do this?"
Old Hei's voice carried a tone of anger, sounding very low.
"It looks like you've guessed it, or you wouldn't have drawn your gun on me."
Lang Feng spoke calmly, his gaze indifferent as he looked at his former brother, who now stood against him in arms.
There was not the slightest hesitation in his eyes; the murderous intent was real, he could act at any moment, ending the other's life.
"You betrayed me. Did you kill Field Mouse and the others?"
