"Baka! Let me go!"
The man snarled in East Asian.
"Heh, didn't expect a little devil. But sorry, you're on my turf now, so don't speak your dialect, talk in Huaxia language!" Lin Fan sneered.
The man turned red with anger, and reluctantly shouted in broken Huaxia, "Let me go?"
"Let you go? You think I'm stupid? Let you go so you can kill me? Sorry, I'm not that stupid!" Lin Fan chuckled, pulling a cigarette from his pocket and lighting it, taking a deep draw.
The smoke cloaked his face, but his eyes shone with a piercing light, undiminished by the haze.
Lin Fan said calmly, "Tell me, who sent you?"
The man turned his head away, a 'kill me first' expression on his face.
"Heh, quite a backbone on you. I wonder if your bones are tougher than the wooden door beneath my feet." With a cold laugh, Lin Fan applied pressure with his feet onto the wooden door.
Ow~
The man cried out miserably, finding it hard to breathe, his face turning as pale as paper!
