Not far away.
Jiang Jia gritted her teeth, looking at the middle-aged man beside her, indignantly said, "Godfather, you have to stand up for me! Look at my face, it's all swollen. How am I going to live?"
The middle-aged man snorted coldly. Initially, he didn't intend to pursue this matter, but now the person who had offended him wasn't Jiang Jia, it was him. If he didn't take action, then what's the point of his reputation in Lin City!
But this guy was quite tough. He was certain he couldn't beat him in a fight.
Only one option was left - he needed to call someone.
To deal with this kind of person, he needed someone ruthless, and he just happened to have such a person on his contact list.
That person was Zheng Qiang!
Zheng Qiang held considerable power in the Lin City underground, especially given the band of blood-thirsty thugs at his command. He had given Zheng Qiang some money on several occasions, their relationship was pretty good.
