"Feng De!"
Qin Ran's voice was not loud.
Yet the scavenger cowering in the room shuddered as though struck by Lightning Strike.
Then, amid Aike De and the others' cries of alarm, a dagger appeared in the scavenger's hand.
Without hesitation, he charged at Qin Ran, thrusting the dagger straight at him.
Whoosh!
Under the lights, the gleaming dagger cut through the air with a sharp whistle.
Mei Huasheng froze when she heard the name "Feng De."
When the scavenger drew his dagger and rushed Qin Ran, the former female warrior reacted swiftly.
She immediately stepped in front of Qin Ran, her body slightly crouched as she assumed a combat-ready stance, preparing to face the knife-wielding attacker barehanded.
As for getting hurt?
She had not considered it.
The moment she instinctively stood in front of Qin Ran, she forgot everything else.
Even though Qin Ran was a con man in her eyes.
That did not mean she could stand by and watch Qin Ran get hurt or lose his life.
Contradictory?
Not at all!
That was why Qin Ran disliked working with people like her.
When they were annoying, they were truly annoying.
When they were endearing, they truly made one's heart ache.
All in all, they were trouble.
Qin Ran had always hated trouble, especially when that trouble affected his entire plan.
The disgust in Qin Ran's heart had already reached a certain limit.
But Qin Ran would not let her get hurt in front of him.
Not out of kindness or pity.
Simply because doing so would bring even greater trouble.
Her identity had long determined that she was no ordinary person.
Perhaps Aike De could handle such trouble, but Qin Ran could not afford the time it would cost.
Therefore, Qin Ran raised his left hand, grabbed