"You've already encountered Fatty Gao's men?" Iron Hand asked in surprise.
Lin Hai nodded.
"Then why did you..."
"You're wondering why I'm okay, right?"
Iron Hand nodded, thinking that if Fatty Gao's people made a move, Lin Hai would certainly be dead.
But now, the unexpected happened — he was completely unharmed.
He realized he might have underestimated someone.
"Because Fatty Gao's men are trash, they couldn't take me down." Lin Hai smiled as he spoke.
Iron Hand looked surprised and said, "Fatty Gao is very vindictive, never letting go of a grudge. If he fails once, he'll definitely keep trying. You need to be careful."
"For people who just won't let go, I have a habit of making them stay quiet for good." Lin Hai said.
Iron Hand paused, frowned, and said, "Criminals are people too; you can't just kill indiscriminately."
"The people I, Lin Hai, kill, all deserve it."
"No one deserves to die." Iron Hand shook his head.
"What about Fatty Gao?" Lin Hai asked with a laugh.
