"Where is he?"
"He's on his way from the factory!"
Wu Xiaoyu laughed upon hearing that, "Can you guys even manage this? If we wait any longer, it'll be bloody dark soon!"
"Why are you so impatient? In a hurry to die or what?" the young man in red swore back.
Zhou Dong bent over and whispered to Xiaoyu, "In Longhe Town, do people wait around before a fight? Are we gonna fight or not?"
Before Wu Xiaoyu could respond, they saw an old Volkswagen coming over. A security guard quickly rushed from behind Mr. Wang, opened the car door, and shouted, "Greetings, Brother Dao!"
Brother Dao? Wu Xiaoyu chuckled, could it be that coward? Sure enough, the person who got out from the back seat was Brother Dao.
He loudly exclaimed, "Who the hell is causing trouble here?" As he walked over to Mr. Wang and locked eyes with Wu Xiaoyu, his legs suddenly felt weak.
"Brother Dao, it's those two idiots!" the young man in red said eagerly.
