"Bro, misunderstanding...misunderstanding. Isn't it just about returning money? Give me a few minutes. I'll send a text to get someone to bring my money."
Zhang Laoba was bowing and nodding, his face wearing a conciliatory smile, his attitude completely changed.
Chen Feng sneered lightly and said with a smile, "So you're planning to call people to beat me up?"
"Huh?" Zhang Laoba was startled for a moment, then hurriedly added, "I dare not, I would never dare."
"I know you're not convinced. Go ahead and call your people, summon everyone you can. The more impressive, the better. I'll be waiting."
Chen Feng was not afraid at all.
Upon hearing this, Zhang Laoba felt an unprecedented insult.
He, Zhang Laoba, was a big shot in Qianyang, with over a hundred minions. Even many influential figures in Qianyang would show him some respect.
