"Hey—who are you? What are you stealing? Let me tell you, my dad is from the Assassination Team of Seven!"
Just as Yan Moshan was getting excited and couldn't help but laugh out loud, the young man on the bed woke up at an inopportune time.
"The Assassination Team of Seven is your dad? Well then, since I've killed your dad, I might as well kill you and send you off to meet him on Huang Quan Road!"
Yan Moshan had originally planned to take the gold card and leave, but unexpectedly, as soon as the young man opened his eyes, he revealed his identity and tried to scare him with the status of the Assassination Team of Seven.
This really annoyed Yan Moshan, and as he spoke, he reached out his left hand and slapped it towards the young man's head.
"Ah—spare me—ah—"
The young man cried out in fright, but his body began to move atop the woman.
This made Yan Moshan find the situation rather perplexing, so he stopped his hand and asked: