Chapter 227 - 204: Maga Skill, Street Thrust Killing
"Seems you know her."
Inside the café, the black strongman smiled at Wu Li and said.
Wu Li furrowed his brows. Although he didn’t understand what the other person was saying, from Chen Gang’s tone and Thomson’s tense state, he sensed that something was amiss.
"Chen Gang, what’s happening, what did he say?" Wu Li asked Chen Gang.
Without waiting for Chen Gang to speak, the black strongman’s right hand, which had been kept under the table, naturally came up, holding a gun aimed at Wu Li.
"Damn!" Chen Gang exclaimed in fright.
Wu Li’s body tensed up, but he made no rash moves, because Chen Gang was also beside him. He was confident he could dodge in an instant, but Chen Gang was not capable of that.
"Wu Li." Chen Gang called out to Wu Li.
Wu Li patted his thigh, "Don’t panic, let’s hear what he has to say."
Caught in such a situation, Wu Li hadn’t expected it; firstly, because he didn’t have this kind of mental preparation — after all, in his home country, people aren’t just casually held at gunpoint, and they were only here to trade with a private detective, never anticipating such an incident. And secondly, the black strongman from beginning to end did everything with a smile, even now as he took out the gun and aimed at Wu Li, Wu Li didn’t feel a hint of hostility from him.
Either the black strongman’s ability was extremely terrifying, and he could perfectly control his own intentions, concealing any traces of killing intent until the moment he would fire; or the man didn’t take Wu Li and Chen Gang seriously at all, similar to how humans wouldn’t feel hostile towards kittens or puppies, but rather would look down on them with a teasing demeanor.