In a few minutes, another car drove over. This time, not only were there trucks, but also a few expensive sports cars.
The door of the expensive-looking sports car parked in the front slowly opened and a man who looked gentle and well-mannered got out of the car.
There was still a little of the cigarette stub left in the man's hand. After taking a deep breath, he threw the cigarette butt to the ground and stomped on it ruthlessly.
He turned around and took out the car key. As he turned the key ring around and walked over, he said, "Master Long had said that if we can win this mission, we'll fight. If we can't, we'll run. Aren't you afraid of embarrassing the Eighteen Cities looking so useless here?"
When he walked to the man lying on the ground, the man raised his leg and kicked him. Then, he continued walking casually. He wanted to see who dared to cause trouble in the place that he, Feng Ke, was in charge of.
