"This is too vicious!" Qin Shaoqiang, who was a refined and calm-tempered man, couldn't help but raise his hand and hit the man's face. "Are you guys even human?"
Liang Jiahao took a deep breath and yanked the man's collar. His voice was as cold as Asura's, who had just come from hell. "Tell me, who hired you to do this?"
"Ah!" The man screamed in fear, as if Liang Jiahao had taken his life.
Liang Jiahao frowned and shouted in a low voice, "Speak!"
"I-I-I..." The man was so scared that he peed off his pants. Muddy liquid dripped from his feet, and he cried even louder. The cry made the cold and silent night even scarier.
"I don't... I don't know!"
"How is that possible?" Qin Shanyuan's teeth began to itch with hatred. If it wasn't for Liang Jiahao holding the man's collar, he would have rushed forward and kicked the man several times.
