After a short burst of gunfire, the henchmen found themselves out of bullets and took cover behind the car, feeling incredibly tense.
Suddenly, Hao Shuai emerged, wielding three throwing knives in his hand. With a powerful toss, the knives flew perfectly straight, embedding themselves in the foreheads of the three men.
"Young Master Hao... you..."
Mo Shaoyun widened his eyes in disbelief. He never imagined Hao Shuai would dare to be so ruthless, killing his own men, leaving him startled and anxious.
"Drive!"
Ignoring Hao Jian's words, Hao Shuai instructed Zhou Qianghan to drive away, clearly pained himself.
While Zhou Qianghan was surprised, he understood that Hao Shuai was naturally a ruthless person who would resort to any means to achieve his goals.
Obviously, by killing them, he was eliminating future troubles, fearing that if they were caught by the police and faced with torture, they might betray him.
