Gu Qi collapsed on the ground, clutching his stomach, staring intently in Li Qiang's direction. He couldn't figure out when that man had sensed something was amiss. He was just about to succeed, and now Li Qiang had to come out and screw things up.
Li Qiang watched the man on the ground with cold indifference. He knew this man was no good, but he hadn't expected this piece of trash to dare do such a thing.
Behind him, Lin Xi wept softly, her tears like rain, lodging deep into Li Qiang's heart.
Gu Qi slowly got up, spat disdainfully, and with a sneer on his lips, he looked at Li Qiang, giving him the finger. "Scumbag, that's all you've got? What's the matter, can't stand seeing your woman getting pushed around, and that's the best you can do?"
Li Qiang knew well that Gu Qi was provoking him, aiming to bait him into striking again, preferably injuring him, which would put Li Qiang in a disadvantageous position.
