Zhang Qiang glanced at the two of them, stood up, and walked over to Beichen Rui. He said, "You can leave now. If you exit here, the highway is not far."
He pulled out a gun and pressed it against Rui's forehead, warning viciously, "Don't even think about calling the police, or you're going to regret it."
Upon hearing this, Beichen Rui and Ye Xinluo were both baffled... What's going on?
"Where to?" Beichen Rui asked.
"Why so much nonsense? I told you to leave, so just get the hell out," the man standing to the side cursed gruffly.
Judging from the voice, it should be the same person who slashed Beichen Rui's face last night.
Upon hearing this, Beichen Rui did not get angry but instead smiled. He elegantly crossed his legs and slowly straightened his slightly wrinkled clothes. After a while, he lazily asked, "Where to go?"
His nonchalant demeanor infuriated the man, who strode up to him, "Boss, give me the gun. I want to shoot this guy dead."
