The fat man said, "Don't worry! In a couple of days, we will return the person! Now let go..."
Huo Tingdong suddenly countered, "Does it have to be her?"
The more he spoke, the tighter he gripped Lin Qi's arm, as if he would lose her the second he let go.
An intangible fear surrounded his heart, making him refuse to let go no matter what.
"What..."
Huo Tingdong said, "Can't I do? I'll be your hostage. Take me with you and let her go."
His words were undoubtedly discussing the final terms—an exchange of hostages.
The man only scoffed coldly. Being cautious, he didn't even dare to stretch out his hand to touch Huo Tingdong; he could tell at a glance that Huo Tingdong was a trained fighter.
Whether it was more dangerous to kidnap a woman or a trained fighter, he was very clear about it after so many years in this line of work.