A blood-curdling scream rang out.

Suddenly, a group of men flooded into the container, interrupting the man in the raincoat.

The man turned around to see Mark. He was a little stunned.

Mark raised his hand, and a dozen men attacked the man in the raincoat. Mark, on the other hand, pulled a chair for himself and sat down. He happily looked at the exciting fight going on in the container.

After all, the man in the raincoat was outnumbered. Soon, he was apprehended. His knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Mark's men took the man over to Mark. They tore off his raincoat and cap. Howard's bloody face appeared right in front of Mark.

Mark sneered. "You sure are bold."

"Did you do it on purpose?" Howard asked sternly.

"I was just curious about what you were planning to do." Mark leaned in and gazed at Howard coldly.

"I thought you would take Jane away. I never thought that Jane was your only target. You were targeting me as well."

If Howard had taken Jane away, Mark wouldn't ha