"Brother Cheen is so awesome!" Wang Qianqian's small face was excited, her hands clasped together cheering him on.
Lin Xiaoxiao felt the same way; every time it came to this, her brother-in-law was always the coolest, although this time he also seemed a bit mysteriously appealing.
Previously, Lin Weilong had been full of confidence. The men he brought had served in special forces, and others were even more fierce, having lived by the edge of the knife and tasted blood. You could say that each was ferociously ruthless, and their skills were without question.
Moreover, as Li Chen seemed panicked, Lin Weilong felt even more certain of victory. With such courage and spirit, he seemed utterly useless, but at this moment, he realized he made a mistake.
The men he had found couldn't even withstand a single move from this person.
Lin Weilong felt a sense of the absurd, as his previously confident demeanor suddenly got smacked in the face, becoming gloomy beyond measure.
