Shen Feng, who had left, did not know that the bus he had been on had been fought over.
Wang Anxiong had a good friend in Nanming County, and he had already called this friend while on the bus.
"Brother Wang, over here." Not long after stepping out of the hospital's precincts, a middle-aged man was gesturing to Wang Anxiong from a parked Land Rover by the roadside.
This middle-aged man had a ferocious scar on his nose. He had once hung around with Wang Anxiong in Wuzhou, and later decided to strike out on his own. After drifting through several cities, he made a bit of a name for himself in Nanming County and had since settled there.
Because he had six fingers on his left hand, he was nicknamed Yang Six.
After giving Shen Feng a brief introduction to Yang Six, Wang Anxiong smiled and walked over to embrace Yang Six in a bear hug, "Six, you've been doing pretty well for yourself in Nanming County these past few years!"
