"Who are you?" Ye Simin, intimidated by the five men's imposing manner, asked weakly.
"Move aside," a burly man said coldly.
Although Ye Simin was somewhat weak, he was not inexperienced. Gathering his courage, he said, "This is a private residence. What do you want?"
The speaking man snorted coldly and took a step forward as if he were about to take action.
Although the black-clad men were intimidated by the other party's momentum, they still drew their guns by their professional ethics. They shouted, "Don't move..."
The five men, despite being held at gunpoint by nearly ten pistols, not only were unafraid but also smiled silently at the same time.
Strange, why am I feeling nervous even though they are the ones being pointed at with guns?
As the black-clad men were feeling chills in their hearts, the foreign handsome man spoke gently, "Don't keep the master waiting!"