These men swarmed Yin Hongchun the moment they approached, locking him in a painful grip that made him howl. The others lunged toward Master Hong and me.
"Little Brother Jiang, who are these people?"
Master Hong backed away repeatedly, seemingly retreating, but he had already surreptitiously grabbed a brick from somewhere. However, the next second, a handgun was pressed against his forehead, and he had no choice but to smile and drop the brick.
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