"However, we made all the necessary preparations, but the one who came wasn't the mob boss, it was Nan Yi!"
When mentioning this name, Big Chicken shuddered, his hands and feet turned cold, and his eyes were full of terror.
His throat seemed to be choked by fear, not a word could come out.
Xia Weibao was waiting for him to continue, but didn't expect Big Chicken's body to tremble more and more, his face growing more horrified, pupils constricting continuously.
This was an expression of extreme terror, he had even fallen into a trance.
Xia Weibao hurriedly stood up and pressed a certain acupoint on his body.
Only then did Big Chicken come back to his senses, his forehead covered in cold sweat, his back soaked by it.
"Who is Nan Yi," Xia Weibao asked.
What kind of person has such a terrifying deterrent, just the mention of him is enough to scare someone as if they're in Hell.
