Iron Hand looked at Jinye, still with a calm expression. They were well-prepared this time, fully ready for the encounter with Jinye.
"Heh heh, gentlemen, if I'm not mistaken, you must be the Iron Blood Corps, right?" Jinye said with a chuckle as he stepped forward.
"Correct, we are the Iron Blood Corps. If you're wise, hand over the DNA-catalyzing enzyme; otherwise, from tonight, your Imperial Capital International Club will cease to exist," Iron Hand threatened as he stared at Jinye.
"Hahaha!" Jinye threw his head back and laughed, clearly treating Iron Hand's words as a joke, "Is that so? Well then, not to hide anything from you, the DNA-catalyzing enzyme is indeed in my hands. If you've got the skills, come and take it. If you don't, you'll end up like your previous brothers, all dead by my hand."
