"Brother Long, this really isn't my fault. They were the ones who came looking for trouble. Just look at what they did to my face!" Wang Mingzhe said, gesturing to his own face with a sense of grievance.
Upon hearing this, Brother Long snorted coldly and stopped berating Wang Mingzhe. After all, he was his underling. Someone hitting his underling was a slight against his own face.
Brother Long walked over with Wang Mingzhe, confronting everyone arrogantly, "Who hit my little brother? Stand out!"
"I did!"
"I did, too!"
Hao Jian and Li He stepped forward one after the other.
"Wow, lining up to seek death? You two idiots know who I am, right?" Brother Long laughed out of anger. Were these kids rushing in to meet their doom?
Li He's face darkened. He didn't say a word, as Wang Mingzhe had already told him about Brother Long. How could he not know who Brother Long was? Moreover, Li He could sense something from the murderous aura emanating from Brother Long.
