Xiao Han walked outside.
"Stop right there." They shouted, denying Xiao Han's attempt to leave.
Xiao Han glanced at them and uttered indifferently, "Roll away if you don't want to die."
He suppressed his murderous intent, which was on the verge of erupting.
The death of that person allowed Xiao Han to vent a bit of his murderous intent; otherwise, he would have definitely gone on a killing spree. Now, he could barely control it.
Zhou Xueyan's incident had thoroughly enraged Xiao Han.
Those people were tense, their hands shaking as they held their guns.
It was not only because of Xiao Han's demeanor but also because his murderous aura was so terrifying that it made them feel as if they were in the midst of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, almost driving them mad.
