"You two little rascals, be careful, someone's coming." Ye Changsheng leaned against the car, drinking, and casually warned.
A Grandmaster has a Grandmaster's confidence. Just some petty thieves, he doesn't take them seriously!
Compared to petty thieves, he's even more concerned about his conflict with Lu Xiaobu. Didn't you notice that when he called people, he only called the two little rascals, not three!
The fat man and Zheng Hai smiled wryly and decided to find a place to hide.
According to tradition, Grandmaster Ye should be the one to act today.
Lu Xiaobu heard this and squinted his eyes — have they come?!
He wasn't as optimistic as Ye Changsheng, just felt they were dealing with petty thieves.
The other party has been fixated on this for so long, initially even serving as a backing organization for their enemies for the sake of the little girl. Now that they have finally found the chance, crossing nations to kill, would they only send a few petty thieves?!
