Shuffling the cards

"With just the three of you and a half-dead old thing?"

Bason sneered as if he was mocking them for overestimating themselves.

With a simple gesture, the Xiao Quan of the Hong gang, who were hiding in the dark, walked out.

The momentum was huge!

As if they understood that this was their last fight, this group of people acted as if they didn't care about their lives. They surrounded the four of them, each of them with vicious eyes, like hungry vultures waiting for their prey.

Lin Hanxing stood up and threw the empty syringe into the trash can without any expression.

"Who told you there were only four of us?"

Who was the naive one here?

Lin Hanxing exchanged gazes with Bason and revealed a similar sneer.

It was blinding.

Bason was shocked as he instinctively sensed that something was wrong.

He believed in his instincts.

He had also relied on this thing to avoid countless dangers over the years.