The Way to Court Death

Luo Yan frowned. Sure enough, I'm not suited for negotiating. If this had been left to Yang Lixie, he would have handled it more elegantly.

He wasn't an unreasonable man. Since the Tianlang Gang members were unwilling to announce his arrival and arrange an introduction, Luo Yan could only abandon his original plan and think of another way.

But just as he turned to leave with Song Qiutang, the bald man shouted, "Stop!"

Luo Yan looked back. "Changed your mind?"

The bald man sneered. "I already said it. This isn't a place you can come just because you want to."

"Likewise, it isn't a place you can leave just because you want to."

Luo Yan turned around. "What do you want?"

"What do I want?"

The bald man glanced several times at the 'Chaoyin' device in Luo Yan's hand and said, "Hand that suitcase over to me, and we'll call it even."

"Good thing you ran into Third Brother today. If it had been someone else, a greenhorn like you who knows nothing would have lost a layer of skin even if you didn't die."

Luo Yan shook his head. "I can't give it to you, and I don't want to make this a bigger issue. Just pretend you never saw me."

"Well, look at you. Who do you think you are?"

"You don't want to make this a bigger issue?"

"It already is one, isn't it?"

The bald man who called himself 'Third Brother' pulled out a pistol. "You know what this is, right?"

"I won't say it a second time. Leave the suitcase and get lost."

Luo Yan looked at the pistol, then at the man who had been warming himself by the fire but was now standing.

He nodded. "I understand."

He placed the suitcase on the