Mo Shaoyun was evidently a bit scared. He could have had a shining life, yet he muddled along with Hao Shuai, risking his life.
Hao Shuai noticed Mo Shaoyun's fear, patted his shoulder, and whispered, "Don't worry, I won't let you get caught, nor will I let you die!"
After all, he was the Lin Family's only bloodline. If anything happened to Mo Shaoyun, Master Mo would never forgive him. So as long as he was breathing, he would take Mo Shaoyun away.
Hao Shuai's gaze suddenly fell on the unconscious Lin Batian beside him. Wasn't this a living hostage?
Thinking of this, Hao Shuai turned around, grabbed Lin Batian from the ground, clutched his throat, and smiled coldly at the police in front of him, saying, "See who dares to act rashly. If I exert force, Lin Batian will die before your eyes."
The crowd was a bit surprised and slowly backed away. At this moment, someone walked out from the crowd: it was Chen Tianlong.
"Brat, you ruined things again!"
