Lin Mo set down his wine glass and slowly stood up.
"What do you think you're doing now? This isn't your time to step in. That's a big shot from the Chinese Gang of Seattle. Crossing him will get you killed," Liao Jianyu's face turned red as he whispered loudly.
Although everyone wasn't particularly fond of the pretty boy Lin Mo, there was no need to watch him throw his life away for nothing.
"Man, this guy actually wants to play the hero and save the beauty, tsk tsk."
"I bet he'll be beaten to a cripple soon."
"Ah, everyone wants to be a hero, but you need to have the muscle to back it up."
The other employees of Baoli Company looked at Lin Mo with pity in their eyes.
"Lin Mo?"
Huo Nan and Song Min saw Lin Mo approaching and simultaneously widened their eyes, showing a hint of surprise.
