Someone behind him blocked his way, and a long silver knife was pressed against his neck.

"Hand over your things."

Song Jue stood there, startled, and forced himself to calm down: "What, what is it? I, I don't know what you are talking about..."

"boom!"

Around the courtyard, several figures were thrown in.

Song Jue's pupils tightened, it was the person he sent out quietly this morning.

Everyone was caught?

"I don't like talking nonsense!"

Lin Kong had no expression on his face, staring at Song Jue as if he were looking at a dead person: "Hand it over."

"Or die!"

"..."
Chapter completed!