The cold glint of the blade, like the flicking tongue of a viper, made Shen Youwei’s pupils contract and the color drain from her face. She shuddered, a cold sweat instantly breaking out across her back, and she dug her fingers deep into Lin Moyang’s waist. "Moyang, shoot! Shoot them!"
If that gun were in her hands, the four men before them would already be twitching corpses in a pool of blood.
Seeing Shen Youwei’s panicked screams, the greedy expressions on the faces of the scarred man and his cohorts only intensified. They were only trying to scare Lin Moyang; they had no real intention of hacking him to death. After all, their superiors had given strict orders: bring him in alive.
Chapter 194