Fatty Li's mouth squirmed a bit. He had a lot of questions to ask Yang Ming, but he still didn't ask. He didn't know why Yang Ming was so sure that there was only one person nearby, but Yang Ming could kill the outside target with a single shot, which was enough to prove that Yang Ming was not simple.
However, when Yang Ming had already sat up, Fatty Li was not really afraid anymore. He sat up and looked at the dead body of the man who was killed by Yang Ming. He was shocked. There was an angry expression on his face, "Motherf*cker, it really is Hei Lao San!"
"Do you know him?" Yang Ming glanced at the body on the ground.
"He is a valiant underling under Hei Lao San called the Poisonous Scorpion. He has not been pleasing to the eye for a long time. I did not expect him to be killed by you, bro!" Fatty Li was excited as he spoke until this point.
"It is nothing," said Yang Ming faintly. "He just didn't have a chance to make a move. He died in a grievance."
