"Hey, beauty, people say 'know each other through a fight,' but you shot at me before we got acquainted. Isn't that a bit too hasty?"
Lin Zifeng pinned her down; the woman's delicate body couldn't move an inch.
"Let her go! Let her go!"
At this moment, the complainer grunted in pain, angrily slammed his fist on the ground, grabbed a handgun, and shouted at Lin Zifeng's head.
"I told you to let her go! Did you hear me?"
Right now, everyone present was very tense about the strength Lin Zifeng displayed, fearing for their partner's safety.
"Okay, I can let her go. But first, you need to hear me out." Lin Zifeng shrugged and got up from the woman. But just as he stood up, the woman, unwilling to concede, laid on the ground, wrapped both legs around Lin Zifeng's thighs like a Spiritual Snake, and then exerted force to trap his knee.
