The middle-aged man's pupils shrank and he looked at Wang Yunbing's hand in horror.
While struggling, everyone smelled a strange smell.
Wang Yunbing lowered his eyes and looked at the middle-aged man's pants. He saw that the color in that area was much darker than other areas.
Seeing this, everyone's lips twitched.
The man who was so steadfast in his oath just now was scared to death without even being touched by a knife?
"What are you waiting for? What's the point of waiting?" Wang Yunbing laughed angrily and cursed angrily: "Or have you figured it out and decided to explain?"
"Stay away from me, I have something to say to Yang Tian!" The middle-aged man paused and looked at Wang Yunbing, still full of fear.
Yang Tian raised his eyebrows and looked at him with a normal expression: "Say."
"Yang Tian, I know your identity."
The middle-aged man swallowed his saliva and said with difficulty: "I also know who is around you. I know everything that happened after you came to Huadu."
Hearing this, Yang Tian raised his eyebrows slightly: "Are you threatening me?"
"No no!"
The middle-aged man explained quickly, as if he was afraid that after he finished speaking, the thing in Wang Yunbing's hand would be on him.
"Yang Tian, I just want to tell you, you can't touch me." He continued.
Yang Tian's identity, given his situation, is absolutely impossible to investigate so clearly.
But he knew everything, which meant that the person behind him had much higher authority than Yang Tian.
The middle-aged man just wanted to tell Yang Tian that he was not someone he could touch.
"Why can't I touch you?" Yang Tian asked pretending not to understand.
The middle-aged man was stunned. He said he understood it so well. Yang Tian still didn't understand?
He originally thought that with Yang Tian's status, his sense of smell should be very sensitive in some aspects. The fact that he could tell so many things made it clear that his identity was not something that Yang Tian could touch.
how......
"you......"
The middle-aged man was a little confused for a moment, whether Yang Tian really didn't understand or was pretending not to understand.
"Your information was told to me by others, and what I am doing now was also what others asked me to do."
He emphasized again.
Yang Tian nodded.
Just when the middle-aged man thought Yang Tian understood what he meant, Yang Tian asked calmly: "Who is behind this?"
The middle-aged man stared at Yang Tian in disbelief: "How can I tell you this!"
"I can't say, what do you want to talk to me about?" Yang Tian raised his eyebrows and looked at the middle-aged man with a sneer: "Wang Yunbing."
Wang Yunbing was standing aside waiting for orders. When he heard this call, he immediately stepped forward: "Here we come!"
Then he laughed playfully and rubbed the blade in his hand: "Look, you won't delay even if you delay. Now let's get started directly."
"Etc., etc!"
The middle-aged man was so frightened that he trembled violently. He struggled wildly, trying to escape as far away from Wang Yunbing.
But I had just inhaled too much poisonous miasma, and my body was completely paralyzed. It was difficult to make even a slight movement, let alone avoid it.
"Yang Tian, you can't touch me!" The middle-aged man yelled crazily: "Do you know who I am! I can know all your information, don't you understand!"
"If you touch me, those people won't let you go!"
Hearing this, Yang Tian became interested: "Oh? Really."
"Then I want to see why they won't let me go." He said, looking at the middle-aged man teasingly: "Instead of caring about me, you should think about the consequences for yourself."