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Li Xiaoqiang was on the street, looking at the group of people ahead.
Especially the one in the middle, he was the legendary San Ye, known as the Smiling Tiger. Whenever a walnut from his hand hit the ground, someone would die.
San Ye stared at Li Xiaoqiang with a friendly smile, but the feeling he gave Li Xiaoqiang was as vast as an abyss, as if he were facing a boundless ocean.
The aura of someone who had long held power made Li Xiaoqiang feel almost suffocated.
San Ye stared at Li Xiaoqiang for a full ten seconds, then patted Li Xiaoqiang on the shoulder and smiled slightly, "Young man, daring to strike my people takes guts. If one day you face a life or death situation, come seek me!"
Even as he spoke these words, San Ye still smiled, the walnut in his hand spinning.
Listening to this, Li Xiaoqiang raised his eyebrows, not understanding the real meaning behind the words.
After finishing his words, San Ye turned and left.
