Before Qiu Ruoxi could speak, Ye Xunhuan opened the car door and walked out.
After getting out of the car, Ye Xunhuan took a cigarette from his person, lit it for himself, and gently took a drag.
"Now that you're here, there's no need to hide anymore. Come out!"
Though Ye Xunhuan's voice wasn't loud, it was filled with an unprecedented chill.
No sooner had Ye Xunhuan's words fallen than several men dressed in black suits emerged from the dim surroundings, looking extremely serious with eyes like lightning, and the cold light in their eyes like the scythe of the Grim Reaper, brewing cruel murderous intent!
"The Marshal truly lives up to his reputation!" a tall but thin man said, "No wonder you could kill that piece of trash; you've even noticed this!"
Ye Xunhuan glanced at the man, "From the Island Country?"
"Chihe Toshimori!"
"Revenge?"