The dozen or so black-clad bodyguards that Han Yu had knocked down were also struggling to their feet, but not one of them dared to make a move.
Too strong!
This man was unbelievably powerful!
They were simply no match for him!
Just then, Han Yu, with his hands clasped behind his back, slowly walked towards Su Hongtao.
Due to his formidable aura, the many bodyguards present unconsciously cleared a path for him.
"Even resorting to firearms, what trash!"
Upon arriving in front of Su Hongtao, Han Yu disdainfully glanced at him and then coldly said, "Su Hongtao, a word of warning! Don't provoke me, or anyone close to me again!"
"Otherwise, your death will be exceedingly miserable!"
After speaking, he turned around to face Leng Lian, who was now a crippled man, and said, "Leng Lian, are you willing to leave here with me?"
Leng Lian lifted his head, offering a bitter smile: "I... my tendons have been severed by Su Yaocheng, I'm already a crippled man..."