"Kid, such big talk, all together? Do you think you can be our match? Hand the person over, and we'll spare your life!"
The young man stared at Lin Fan, speaking coldly.
The three members of the Tang Sect and the masked woman stood in a line facing Lin Fan, four against one, and Lin Fan could never be a match for them.
Lin Fan, however, remained calm and said, "He's right here. If you have the ability, come and take him. But I must remind you, he's been shot and can't take much more. Even if you get him, you won't be able to take him out of the forest alive."
The four people opposite all had changed expressions and turned to look at Ye Tianyu.
Sure enough, Ye Tianyu lay on the ground, barely breathing, his abdomen crudely bandaged, but blood still seeped through.
Lin Fan wasn't lying to them. At this moment, any slight disturbance could well be the end for Ye Tianyu.
A dead Ye Tianyu was of no value to them.
