Lin Ting and Lin Yun's expressions changed when Pei Man was held hostage.
The hooligans who had been chased around by the villagers had already fled in all directions. Only the bald man on the ground and the hook-nosed man holding Pei Man hostage with a knife were left.
Silver needles flashed in Lin Yun's hand as she looked for an opportunity to save Pei Man.
Lin Ting was clearly not as calm as Lin Yun.
He frowned and glared at the hook-nosed man. "Let her go!"
The hook-nosed man sneered as if victory was in his grasp. "Come at me if you dare!"
"Your wife is in my hands! What can you do to me?"
As the hooked-nose man spoke, his gaze swept across Pei Man's body from top to bottom with a lecherous smile. "It's a waste to have such a beauty with you! I like women who are old…"
After the hooked-nose man finished speaking, Lin Yun saw Pei Man's gaze suddenly change.
