The leading foreign man was tall and fierce with his hair tied into a braid behind his head. He wore a mask and said in broken English, "I only want that girl in the car. We didn't mean to offend you just now. Please forgive us."
"What do you want the girl in the car for?" Rhys looked at the twenty or so people in front of him and couldn't help but ask, "Who sent you here?"
"Sorry, no comment." These men took out their weapons and targeted Rhys.
Martin stood still, exuding a cold aura. He smiled coldly, "They just sent a few of you to pick up my fiancée? It doesn't show you respect."
That was annoying.
Paige was Martin's fiancée, so how could only these few people come?
A hint of killing intent flashed through the foreign man's eyes.
"I'll give you some time. Call more people over. Is five minutes enough?" Martin raised his hand to look at his watch.