"You ask."
Tanki Liuli turned around, her back facing the light inside the room, truly dazzling.
She didn't speak Japanese.
"Where is Koda Kaoru?"
Jiang Chen didn't either, only holding onto the hope that large societies should align internationally, but in the end, he was thinking too much.
The guy had a vicious look, clutching his dislocated shoulder, jabbering, who knows what he was saying.
Jiang Chen remained calm, pointed to the corpse lying on the ground, "Say it, I'll let you go."
Although he wasn't well-educated, as a core member of an international violence organization, his will was quite resilient. He definitely understood Jiang Chen's intention but remained unyielding, even with a fierce glint in his eyes as he charged at Jiang Chen.
That woman was too fierce, definitely unbeatable, so he picked the softest target to squeeze.
An injustice has its head, a debt its owner; what does he come to me for?
