Shriek...
Lin Chuan pulled the dagger out from the strong man's chest. He sneered, "Ungrateful, consider this a lesson. If you dare act recklessly again, I won't mind taking your life."
Murderous aura!
Yes, that was the murderous aura. The strong man felt intermittent waves of piercing murderous intent from Lin Chuan's eyes, an intensity that could leave anyone utterly terrified and shocked.
"I... I..." The strong man clutched his chest, not daring to resist anymore. After witnessing Lin Chuan's ferocity, he didn't dare utter a word in rebellion, clutching his chest and scampered away from the scene.
As the strong man left, Lin Chuan dusted himself off, appearing very calm. He casually pulled out a cigarette from his pocket and put it in his mouth.
"Brother Chuan, let me light it for you," Lu Dapao scurried over.
"Okay." Lin Chuan nodded.
Lin Chuan, with the cigarette in his mouth, slowly walked toward a few security guards.
