"My personal safety is still in your hands, Lord Wu."
Kang Chen glanced at the driver, calculating the order of his moves in his mind.
Lord Wu sneered, "Hmph... Mr. Chen, do you think hijacking my goods will make me bow down to you? Dream on, I'm not finished yet."
Kang Chen nodded seriously, "Lord Wu, you're right, you're not finished yet, but it's almost over, because... my target isn't your goods..."
"What's your target?"
Kang Chen smirked, "My target is—you! And... your whole... drug empire. My appetite is quite big."
"You're delusional." Lord Wu seemed to instantly understand why Kang Chen was doing this.
Kang Chen: "Whether it's a dream or not, you'll find out when you try."
The next moment, just as Lord Wu was drawing his gun, Kang Chen moved quickly, grabbing Lord Wu's wrist, and gently pinched with two fingers.
Lord Wu's wrist made a crisp bone-cracking sound.
