Suddenly, the expression of the black man changed.
Clearly, someone had given him a command through a miniature communicator.
The black man's face grew somber, "Fine, you come over, I'll release the kid, but you are not allowed to bring any weapons on you!"
"Okay," Chu Jin nodded lightly, tossing the scissors from his pocket while walking towards the black man.
"Stop!" the black man barked coldly.
Chu Jin immediately halted, looking at him with some confusion, "What's wrong?"
The black man narrowed his eyes slightly, questioning, "Is that pair of scissors all you had in your pocket?"
Chu Jin did not say much, simply turned his pockets inside out. Seeing that indeed there were no other items, the black man temporarily lowered his guard, "Come here, but tell them to all stay back."
Upon hearing this, Chu Jin glanced over at Song Shiqin, her eyes were clear but also resolute.
The things she decided on, no one ever could stop.