"Kid, where did you come from, and why are you here?"
Zhang Kuang took a coat that a bikini-clad beauty next to him handed over and draped it over his shoulders, then stared at Yang Yifeng and asked.
Yang Yifeng stared intently at him: "Where is that girl you captured today!"
The look in his eyes contained a fearsome murderous aura, profoundly intense, which even made Zhang Kuang's heart tremble.
A shadow of darkness flickered in his eyes: "Humph, so you are that Yang Yifeng the woman mentioned? I didn't expect to capture you, but here you are, delivering yourself to my doorstep!"
He waved his hand: "Seize him and find out how he got in. Then just deal with him."
"Yes!"
The burly middle-aged man answered and then walked towards Yang Yifeng. He believed that in front of over twenty guns, no fool would dare make a sudden move!