"They'll handle it." Lan Tian glanced at the person lying on the ground.
"I'll take care of it, you first get into the car and wait." These people cannot be left alive, he called the driver over. As the driver passed by Lan Tian, he glanced at her with a strange look, pausing for a few extra seconds on Lan Tian's hand. Such a slender wrist, where does such explosive power come from, to cripple a person with a single punch.
Mo Junhua somehow produced two military sabers and gave one to the driver, each of them used a saber to end their lives.
Wu Hongfei looked at Lan Tian with curiosity. Old Mo repeatedly warned him that Lan Tian's matters were not for them to manage. Previously he didn't understand what that meant, but now he knows, it was truly out of their control. Skilled in both medicine and martial arts, Old Mo couldn't possibly have trained such a ferocious person.
