In an inconspicuous corner of the mountain range in the center of Rong City. A few muscular youths surrounded a dark and thin little fellow and stared at him with evil smiles.
"Liu Wen, have you thought it through? Hurry up and hand over the treasure in your hand. Otherwise, not to mention you, I'll kill your crippled grandmother too!"
The person who spoke was a fat little fatty. This fellow did not look old, but his figure seemed to be filled with air.
Liu Wen's bright eyes glared fiercely at him. "Big Dog, I've said it many times. I don't have anything on me. Don't even think about it!"
"Why are you so dishonest?"
In the beginning, the three children could still say a few words. However, when they saw that Liu Wen was still resisting very stubbornly, their faces immediately drooped.
"Brat, we gave you face. We saw that the two of you were forced to live here and didn't cause you any trouble. This is our gift to you. Why don't you know?"