"Heh, what does it have to do with me? Do you have any evidence linking it to me?" Jiang Tang naturally denied it; he wasn't the one who wanted to fight, nor was he the one who blocked the road with stones.
There are no cameras on this road, they dared to act so recklessly because they saw there were no cameras!
Do they want to smash their own car or beat themselves up?
Now their own car is trashed, backfiring on them. It's people like them!
Bah! What's this black belt, white belt stuff?
Aren't you still at a disadvantage in front of this master? Does this master even need to use his hands?
"It's definitely you, definitely you," Mr. Jian said resentfully, as they lay on the ground, clothes covered in dust, and pants torn from the fall!
Right now, they only dared to glare, but didn't dare to step forward, feeling that something sinister was emanating from Jiang Tang.
"Come up then, if not, this young master is leaving!"
