Confronted with Chen Liuhe's cold, indifferent gaze, this ruthless man, who didn't even blink at killing or arson, suddenly felt a profound fear. He gritted his teeth against the piercing pain in his wrist, not daring to take a breath. Nodding in satisfaction, Chen Liuhe turned and approached the leader, smiling as he asked, "Do you have any accomplices?" The middle-aged man, ranking first among the three, looked at Tang Ren in horror, his eyes full of fear. Compared to the young man in front of him, he and his companions, who considered themselves quite fierce, were nothing. This young man was a demon. "Because... you can't kill me," the middle-aged man's voice trembled. Chen Liuhe nodded. Just when the man thought Chen Liuhe might have some scruples, Chen Liuhe's smile became even br

