Chapter 41: A Sheep in the Tiger's Mouth

When the car stopped in front of the mahjong parlor that they had agreed upon.

Ning Mengyao, seated in the passenger seat, took a deep breath.

Because she was about to meet that so-called underground middleman.

"Don't be so nervous, they're not two-headed monsters, what's there to be afraid of?"

Lin Fan said with a smile as he opened the passenger door.

She hardly had a good night's sleep last night.

"But I've seen in the movies that those people are very fierce, I'm afraid we'll have trouble if we can't agree on terms."

It was Ning Mengyao's first time facing the underground forces head-on, feeling as if her chest was pressed by a stone.

Just thinking about those ferocious and menacing scenes made her scalp tingle.

"Relax, everything in the movies is fake, and a truly biting dog never barks. The fiercer they act, the less capable they are."

Lin Fan took Ning Mengyao's slightly cold, tender little hand.

That trace of warmth offered some consolation to her uneasy heart.