Ah—
Chi Jianxu let out a miserable scream and immediately fell to the ground, almost fainting from the pain.
Song Zhongtian lowered his head, looking at Chi Jianxu without any expression or sympathy on his face.
This outcome was entirely his own doing.
"What do you want!"
The official organization from Corea, along with the Angry Sea members, all drew their guns, aiming at the westerner.
At the same time, the westerner opened the car hood, revealing it was filled with explosives.
"You better not move, or we all die together."
Seeing this scene, neither team dared to move.
At this moment, the vice-captain of the Night Ghost Organization stepped forward.
"Don't go too far, don't think we won't act! None of you will leave here today!"
The westerner's mouth curled into a smile, and he spoke into the intercom:
"Guys, bring the person over."
Everyone stood in place, not knowing what was happening, and could only wait like this.
Before long, a car drove over from a distance.
