"You guys get out, this has nothing to do with you."
Su Ming said coldly to Jian Shui and the other girls.
Jian Shui and the girls immediately ran out in fear.
Su Ming was holding the gun to Zhan Wei's head and looked around at everyone, laughing as he spoke.
"What's wrong? Want to taste what this gun can do?"
Ahmu and the others were already beaten to a pulp, and now that Su Ming had a gun, they were even less inclined to act rashly.
Still, Zhan Wei retorted with toughness.
"Kid, I've fallen into your hands, kill me if you will, but you won't escape either."
"Who said I wanted to kill you? I came here today to make you hand over the stuff."
"What stuff?"
"Stop pretending, it's the package of that mother and daughter."
Su Ming said, smiling.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
Zhan Wei's face changed slightly as he said this.
Su Ming, with no courtesy, lifted his foot and stomped again on Zhan Wei's injured right hand!