Hua Chuanzi didn't really get along with Wen Xu, but he still liked to put on a friendly face and try to cozy up.
"You better release my sister right now, or I'll make you regret it just like the last time!"
Hua Chuanzi spoke coldly. A hint of murderous intent appeared in his eyes...
At that moment, the man holding Zhang Hui laughed heartily, and the knife in his hand edged closer to Zhang Hui's neck.
"Brother Hu, just say the word, and I'll finish this woman immediately."
"Damn you!"
As soon as the man holding Zhang Hui finished speaking, Wen Xu glared at him coldly.
Hua Chuanzi felt awful at this moment. Although he was a professional assassin, Zhang Hui's situation was dire. The knife was at her neck, and any rash move on his part could lead to irreversible regret, so Hua Chuanzi had to keep calm.
"Be gentle with that woman; we're just trying to make them yield!"
Wen Xu took off his jacket and pointed at the man in black holding Zhang Hui.
"Got it, Brother Wen!"
