Ye Long was annoyed to hear Tang Ming panting on the phone. After all, Tang Ming was his own guy. Who the hell had the guts to mess with his man?
"Which son of a bitch set you up?" Ye Long asked irritatedly on the phone.
Now Tang Ming was even more annoyed. He was just out for a meal and someone had ambushed him halfway. When it came to who did it, Tang Ming knew very well—it was no other than that son of a bitch Song Minhao!
"Boss, it was that bastard Song Minhao. He took advantage of the moment I was alone and ambushed me. Dammit, he ruined my face!" Tang Ming said on the phone, furious and depressed.
Ye Long felt even more irritated when he heard it was that son of a bitch Song Minhao. Not only did this guy have designs on his police officer wife, but he had also hit his own guy. That was tantamount to slapping himself in the face!
