Chen Zhao strolled in slowly, but his expression was very dark.
"Kid, you dare to appear before me again? Just great. Kill him!" Canbell was both surprised and delighted by Chen Zhao's appearance.
He did not expect Chen Zhao to show up again.
This time, however, Chen Zhao did not have cops to help him, while Canbell had more than a dozen men.
"Brother." When Yura saw Chen Zhao, she started crying.
"Who hit your face?"
"Him." Yura pointed at Dick.
"What happened to Cheryl?"
"He hit her with a stun baton." Yura pointed at Dick again.
Dick tapped the baton against his palm. "Kid, don't worry. It'll be your turn soon enough."
With a ferocious smile, Dick walked toward Chen Zhao and hit him with the baton.
Chen Zhao grabbed the stun baton. Fizz—
Electric current flowed through Chen Zhao's right arm. Chen Zhao felt tingles, but it was ineffective.
