The man holding the watermelon knife sighed. "Don't mention it. I was forced here by Old Bat. I kept telling him to wait one more day, but he wouldn't listen!"
Jiang Baimian subconsciously wanted to ask who Old Bat was, but she rationally shut her mouth after opening it.
In fact, Shang Jianyao had planned on asking the same question. However, his logical inference told him that this would definitely damage their 'brotherhood' and leave the other party confused. Since they were brothers, how could he not know who Old Bat was?
He laughed. "Ah… Old Bat… Why is he in such a rush?"
"What can he do? Isn't it all because someone is rushing him!?" The man holding the watermelon knife and the black pistol rubbed his greasy hair and said with a frown, "Those guys kill people on a dime. Who dares to be cursory with them…"
