Zhao Bin subconsciously pulled Ann Ruoqing behind him, then looked at each other with a wary face, with the same killing in his eyes.

Although he doesn't know each other, he feels hostile to the other, and the killing in the other's eyes is very obvious.

"Let go of Miss Ann, I'll let you live." The other side's cold voice, as if it was from a machine, without the slightest emotion.

"What?" Zhao Bin shrugged for a while. He didn't think that the other party was coming for Ann Ruoqing. He looked at Ann Ruoqing behind him, full of doubts.

"What do you do, Ada? This is my friend. You...