"Put your dirty hands off of me if you still want them."
Time seemed to have froze when the ash-blonde haired beauty spoke. Her voice was laced with ice and venom, causing the hoodlum holding her to stagger for a second.
"Hah?" The hoodlum leader regain his composure and roughly turned the woman around and pressed his gun on her forehead. "Care to say that again in my face, sweetheart?"
"Keep me, you say? Have fun, use us for ransom?" Empty, icy blue eyes that depicted the unforgiving blizzard. "You're courting death."
Bloodlust.
It was so potent that Han Taiyi nearly choked and collapsed from the sheer danger it emits.
She saw the hoodlum leader unconsciously stepped back, his eyes widen in fear for a split second, sweat started to excrete from his forehead.
"You, you little sl*t! Let me show you who's really courting death!"
Han Taiyi snapped out of her stupor. She was prepared to sprint towards them to block the punch awaiting the ash-blonde beauty.