If soft tactics don’t work, Nie Feng will resort to hard tactics.

Threatened.

Tang Xiaobao rolled his eyes at him. "You talk too much. Do you think I don't dare to kill anyone? You're totally wrong. You can't win, so you ask for peace. Who the hell taught you that? Do you still have any stance? Who was it that just now kept saying you wanted to kill me? Now you ask for peace again. You really are so thick-skinned. Stop talking nonsense. Do you want to let him go or not? I'll count to three. One, two——"

"Let him go!"

Nie Feng roared.

Someone picked up Zhu Gang.

Nie Feng pulled Zhu Gang over and said with a fierce face, "Let's change people."

"Okay, let's change it."

Tang Xiaobao let go of Nie Lang.

Nie Feng also threw Zhu Gang over.

Zhu Qin immediately caught her brother and began to check his injuries.

Fortunately, although the injury was serious, it was not fatal.

Nie Lang returned to his father, his face still filled with fear, but more of it was resentment.

He stared at Tang Xiaobao intently and shouted angrily, "Damn you! How dare you go against my Black Wind Group? You're dead today! If the young master doesn't kill you today, I'll be remiss!"

"A human being? What the hell are you talking about? You're just a scumbag. Stop talking to me. Do you really think you're safe? Do you know why I didn't kill you?"

"Can you kill him?"

Nie Lang is stubborn.

"Stupid!"

Tang Xiaobao curled his lips and pointed at Zhu Qin, saying, "I only left you to her, but she couldn't wait to eat your flesh and drink your blood. Have you forgotten everything you did to her? Good deeds will be rewarded, and today, you will get your comeuppance!"