"You, you, you…" The black-robed man was speechless.
Every word was trembling.
Su Huiqing just reached out and jumped down from the windowsill. Her eyes were clear. "Someone from the Dark Angels?"
Seeing her like this, the black-robed man's expression softened a little. The weapon in his hand trembled. "That's right. You are Su Huiqing, right? Let me tell you, your grandpa is still in our hands. If you want your grandpa to live…"
Su Huiqing dug her ears and couldn't be bothered to speak to these people. She just raised her leg.
Bang!
His weapon flew into the air.
One of her hands grabbed his neck and while the other caught the weapon in midair.
The black-robed man's body trembled. He never expected Su Huiqing to make a move.