I’ve Never Tolerated A Threat Made by Anyone
Feng Lin was already surrounded.
Abandoned cars and metal accessories piled up all around the Flying Cars Junkyard, making the paths as messy and complex as a maze.
The four silhouettes stood at each direction, surrounding him into a space without any chance of escape.
In the dark, the glint of an aggressive gaze sized Feng Lin up, so sharp that it felt as though it was about to pierce through his body. It didn't bother keeping it a secret.
The atmosphere grew eerie and dark.
This was a desolate land where it would be hard to create any sort of commotion no matter what happened.
Feng Lin kept a straight face, although he couldn't help the hint of a sneer from lifting at the corner of his lips.
To have arranged an appointment at such a location, it seemed Luke didn't bear any good intentions.
What a coincidence!
That's what I thought too!
It suits me perfectly to meet at such an isolated place!