Sikong Jin used the mineral water beside him to wash his left hand.
Then, he pulled a white handkerchief from the upper pocket of his suit jacket.
While wiping his left hand, he leisurely walked towards the remaining two men.
The two men glanced at each other and could see the fear in each other's eyes.
Without thinking, they prepared to escape through the window.
Sikong Jin continued unhurriedly, but after he took two steps, the floor beneath him suddenly shattered.
Whoosh!
In an instant, he was in between the two men.
Without making any moves, the two men suddenly rolled their eyes and fell to the ground with a thud.
Sikong Jin tossed the handkerchief into the trash and walked towards the sofa with an indifferent expression.
A ceramic vase on the counter beside him suddenly cracked and fell apart with a clatter.
Ye Xin's eyes bulged, not daring to even breathe heavily.