Even a fool could see the little man's plan now.
So Lin Junfu didn't have to think much about it, and directly laid his cards on the table: "If you plan to make us hand over Wei Yang, then I'm afraid I'll have to apologize."
He stretched his hand to the side, and A-Cheng immediately understood, handing over the steel pipe he had just picked up. After taking the pipe, Lin Junfu's expression changed, and his voice lowered:
"We won't hand anyone over! If you insist on doing that, ask the steel pipe in my hand if it agrees first!"
There was no need to doubt Lin Junfu's determination, as his intimidating aura was enough to make the little man feel a tangible killing intent.
Still, they had five people on their side, and with Scar backing them, despite some fear, the beauty of Wei Yang made him take the risk and assume a posture ready for a fight:
