"Mr. Su, I'll take care of them," Zhou Ye said quietly, having understood Su Luo's intention.
Su Luo shook his head, "No need, I will handle it myself."
After that, Su Luo instructed Zhou Ye to escort Xia Yi and her daughter back to the hotel while he walked straight toward a van not far behind them.
"Brother Dao, that kid is heading our way, did he spot us?" A burly man in black sitting in the passenger seat turned his head and looked toward a man with a scarred face seated in the back.
"He found us?" The scarred-faced man showed a ferocious smile, "Since that's the case, let's give him a warm welcome, cripple him first, then capture that woman and deliver her to Young Master Li."
"You got it." The other burly men in black nodded in agreement.
Before Su Luo reached the van, it started up and drove over to his side instead.
The door opened.
A dark muzzle of a gun pointed at Su Luo.