I was scared stiff, but seeing the knife pressed against Tingshen's neck break his skin, my heart leapt into my throat.
"Who the hell are you people? I don't know you." I tried to recall everything that happened since I arrived in Guangzhou, but couldn't remember offending these goons.
The leader chuckled, "Miss Shen, you really forget the high and mighty so easily, eh? You forgot my master died at your hands?"
My heart skipped a beat, and it took me a moment to realize they were talking about Ning Long. With so many events recently, I had actually pushed that matter out of my mind.
Tingshen seized the moment, snatched the knife from the leader, and kicked him straight in the stomach before slamming the car door shut. He began to fight them bare-handed.
My heart was in my mouth as Tingshen, no matter how skilled, was outnumbered. Fearing he would be at a disadvantage, I fumbled for my phone to call the police. Just then, Cheng Yu's call came through.