A suddenly appearing tall person stood a meter in front of them, his back to the light source, making it hard to see his face.
But the boning knife in his hand flashed with a chilling gleam, making people feel intimidated.
Zhang Ya'Er was clearly startled by this unexpected appearance, her foggy mind suddenly becoming more alert.
Her first reaction was to pull Lin Tian back; even if they had to fight, shouldn't they have a handy weapon? Otherwise, fighting a man with a boning knife barehanded—it would be insane!
However, what Zhang Ya'Er didn't expect was that Lin Tian seemed really crazy, and it was severe. He actually shook off her hand, and advanced towards the man.
"court death."
Unexpectedly, the man holding the boning knife spoke some very fluent English, and Lin Tian, with his good English skills, understood it meant 'seeking death.'
"Who dies isn't certain yet."
