"Capture him!"
Unfortunately, Saul completely ignored Hao Jian, waved his large hand, and Eddie's palm quickly flipped. Suddenly, a storm of playing cards shot out!
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!"
Accompanying Saul's moves, the twenty-six special operations team that had been hidden in the shadows also suddenly lunged out from the darkness, drawing their long knives.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
The long knives maneuvered through bizarre and sharp angles, directly slicing towards Hao Jian.
Looking at their formation, it seems they intend to take Hao Jian's life!
"Mr. Saul, it seems you don't intend to give me a chance to explain..."
Seeing such a setup, Hao Jian's lips curled slightly into a smirk. He glanced leisurely at the offensive coming his way, snorted coldly, and slammed his palm down on the sofa...
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
