"Seems you know her."
Inside the café, the black strongman smiled at Wu Li and said.
Wu Li furrowed his brows. Although he didn't understand what the other person was saying, from Chen Gang's tone and Thomson's tense state, he sensed that something was amiss.
"Chen Gang, what's happening, what did he say?" Wu Li asked Chen Gang.
Without waiting for Chen Gang to speak, the black strongman's right hand, which had been kept under the table, naturally came up, holding a gun aimed at Wu Li.
"Damn!" Chen Gang exclaimed in fright.
Wu Li's body tensed up, but he made no rash moves, because Chen Gang was also beside him. He was confident he could dodge in an instant, but Chen Gang was not capable of that.
"Wu Li." Chen Gang called out to Wu Li.
Wu Li patted his thigh, "Don't panic, let's hear what he has to say."
