"Tang Feng, let's get out of here."
Jiang Zi gave those people a timid glance and whispered to Tang Feng.
Tang Feng nodded; he had also noticed that these people were trouble and wanted to avoid unnecessary conflict.
Just as the two were preparing to stand up.
One sentence from the bald man suddenly made Tang Feng change his mind.
"Shit, Zhao Huaqiang really doesn't treat us like humans, we've been fucking exhausted these past few days."
The bald man rested one foot on a nearby stool, picking dirt out from between his toes with a finger, and then held it up to his nose to sniff.
Hearing the name "Zhao Huaqiang," Tang Feng's interest was piqued, and he sat back down.
Jiang Zi had already picked up her bag, but seeing him sit down again, she became extremely curious, "Why are you..."
"Shh!"
Tang Feng silenced her with a gesture.
Jiang Zi glanced at the bald man and reluctantly sat back down.
