"Swipe!" As soon as Hu Hansan's words fell, in that instant, Liu Hun's figure suddenly flashed, directly approaching Hu Hansan, the dagger in his hand pressed against Hu Hansan's neck.
A sharp pain slowly transmitted through his nerves, Hu Hansan didn't even need to look to know that the skin on his neck was probably already cut. If he moved slightly now, his neck might be sliced open completely.
"I don't want to say it a second time!" Liu Hun's eyes bore into the sweat-drenched face of Hu Hansan, his expression a cold, harsh mask.
"I... I'll talk, I'll talk, can you... can you put the knife away first?" The cold sweat on Hu Hansan's forehead flowed continuously down his cheek, even his voice trembled a bit.
At this moment, he truly understood that Liu Hun before him was indeed a madman. If he really went against Liu Hun now, it was likely that this guy would indeed kill him.
