Liu Yuandong, Wang Shanhu, and three others left the house, walking distractedly, their pace neither swift nor slow, but rather leisurely.
But just as the three of them hadn't gone far from the door, Liu Yuandong suddenly bumped into someone, losing his balance and falling to the ground without a moment's notice.
"Ouch, who's this now?"
With an "ouch" from Liu Yuandong, Wang Shanhu and Liu Fenglan were taken aback and quickly helped their big brother up.
As Liu Yuandong stood up and saw the person in front of him, he was momentarily stunned. The guy opposite was over one meter seventy in height, not short by any means, yet he must have weighed at least two to three hundred pounds, looking like a puffed-up doll.
Pang Dahai!
The one who was fiercely dealt with by Ye Ling back in the day. Now, with a sinister smile plastered across his face, his arms akimbo, and a thick gold chain around his neck as coarse as those used to chain up dogs in the city.
