Shen Qiang calmly raised an eyebrow and said, "Of course, otherwise, why would I spend so much money raising them? Even if I were running a welfare home, I'd only take care of some elderly people or kids. Taking care of demons? What for? After all, I'm the boss, and I spent a lot of money to raise a large group of demons. Then when something happens, they just stand by watching while I do all the work endlessly. Wouldn't that make me brain-dead?"
This statement amused the three women.
Twenty minutes later.
The train station.
When Shen Qiang arrived, he saw Ji Wei waving from a distance. Then Qian Shanxue drove the car over, entering a narrow alley around the train station.
She parked the car next to Heshenghe's business van.
Shen Qiang got out of the car.
He immediately spotted a fat guy lying on the ground, his face full of lumps. He looked around twenty-six or twenty-seven years old, with a large black mole on his face covered with a few long sparse hairs.
