"Mr. Wang, these are not reasons, we Italians are quite principled in our actions." As Arthur spoke, he pulled out a thin wire between his hands, thin as a hair, emitting a deadly gleam under the light.
"Those people are not mine, Mr. Arthur, you've been fooled. I suspect those people are from the Hua Family, deliberately trying to make us enemies," Wang Zhantian attempted to explain, at least for now, he didn't want to become adversaries with this man.
"I have no interest in your political collusion, daring to use me, that's your death sentence." Arthur effortlessly leaped from his seat, pushing Wang Zhantian down with a hand on his left shoulder, dragging him to the side, deftly pulling out the wire and winding it around Wang Zhantian's neck.
