Hall of Fame Killer?
Lin Hai had never heard of an assassin organization by that name.
However, the fact that they could obtain such a secretive phone number of his suggested they had significant resources.
To know, even the United States government had spent years without obtaining any of his information, including this phone number.
"What do you want?" Lin Hai squinted his eyes. Anyone familiar with him would notice the cold killing intent flashing in his eyes.
Xue Meigui also sensed a faint but astonishingly intense killing intent emanating from Lin Hai.
"Lin..."
As she was about to speak, she noticed Lin Hai raise his hand to signal her.
Although Xue Meigui didn't understand the situation, she nodded and fell silent.
"King Yan, don't be agitated. Besides knowing your number, we still don't know your identity."
"Your phone number is specially satellite-shielded, so we only know you're in Asia. Rest assured, your identity information is safe."
