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He looked as though he was about to demonstrate it as he spoke, and swung the knife swiftly towards the punk’s hand.
“AH — NO!” The punk wet his pants in fear, a dark stain appearing at the crotch of his pants instantly.
Wang Shiyu and the blonde man sucked in a terrified breath.
The knife made contact with the ground with a slam instead of slicing through the punk’s hand. It only grazed his hand as it ca down. A scare tactic.
Behind them, Mu Xiaoxiao laughed till her sides split as she observed how Yin Shaojie was scaring them.
She knew that Yin Shaojie wouldn’t have really chopped off the guy’s hand.
She was there, and he would never let her see such a bloody sight.
Yin Shaojie glared at them disdainfully. “Are little gangsters like you nowadays so classless? How can you even kidnap people with such weak fighting power?”
He stood up and took a few steps back to prevent the punk’s urine from getting on his shoes.
He then threw the knife aside and glared at the blonde man as he said, “Do you still want a turn? If not, we’ll be leaving now. We’re very busy.”
The blonde man was a little dazed, and he looked at Yin Shaojie in disbelief.
When Yin Shaojie launched his kick earlier, he couldn’t see it happen clearly at all. Thus, he could only imagine how powerful his opponent was.
A wave of numbness hit his hand and he almost dropped his knife.
Wang Shiyu looked at him worriedly.
Just then, the blonde man seed to have an idea. In one swift motion, he grabbed Wang Shiyu and held the knife against her throat.
He threatened Yin Shaojie, “Bring the money if you don’t want her to die! If not, I’ll cut her throat right now!”
An Zhixin, who had thought that this matter was over and had just breathed a sigh of relief, panicked at the sight of this.
“No! Please don’t kill her! I beg you!” She told the blonde man hastily. She held her trembling hands up, wanting to pacify the man so that he wouldn’t hurt Wang Shiyu accidentally in excitent.
Upon seeing how panicked she was, the blonde man thought that his trick was successful. He laughed complacently and ordered, “Hurry up and bring us a hundred thousand dollars! And you — five hundred thousand dollars!”
He gestured towards Yin Shaojie with his chin.
Mu Xiaoxiao walked over to Yin Shaojie’s side and hugged his arm. “What now?”
Yin Shaojie pocketed a hand in his pants, still looking relaxed and unconcerned.
“There’s no ti to dawdle anymore, and we’ve wasted enough ti here. Let’s go.”
Upon seeing that they were about to leave, An Zhixin cried out in panic, “Mu Xiaoxiao! Young Master Jie! Please, I beg of you, please save Shiyu! Please save her!”
She was not asking Yin Shaojie to fork over so much money, of course, but only to think of how to save Shiyu.
She knew that he must have so ideas.
No one would be able to stand it if their friend had a knife to their throat and was in danger of losing their life any second.
Yin Shaojie said coldly, “She isn’t my friend. Why should I save her?”
An Zhixin froze.
She knew, of course, that her request was unreasonable and shaless. However, she had no other choice now. She couldn’t just watch Wang Shiyu get killed, right?
The gears in An Zhixin’s head turned, and she suddenly got down onto her knees with a slam.
With teary eyes, she kowtowed to Yin Shaojie and said, “Young Master Jie, I know that you don’t have to save us, but… this is a human life! Shiyu is my best friend! I can’t just watch sothing happen to her! Please, take it as begging you, alright? Please save her!”
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