"Hahahaha..." As soon as Lu Xiangtian finished his sentence, Lu Sizheng, who was hiding behind the messy and complicated goods, finally stepped forward. A few people followed him. The one who was in the center of the crowd was Zhao Youlin, led by gunpoint.
The moment Mu Tingfeng saw Zhao Youlin, he subconsciously took a step forward. He wanted to go forward and save her, but he saw Zhao Youlin winking at him.
Mu Tingfeng suddenly stopped. His sharp eyes stared at the guns pointed at Zhao Youlin's head, and his hands subconsciously tightened.
Lu Sizheng did not notice the interaction between the two. At that moment, his attention was completely focused on Lu Xiangtian. "No, this is what you taught me. You told me that in the face of an opponent who is stronger than me, it is not advisable to fight head-on. You have to know how to be roundabout and stack up the chips in your hand."
