Li Xiaoqiang directly threw the plastic bag to Ye Jun with a smile and said, "I don't know either, but when I went out just now, I ran into a guy dressed in black. He chopped off your bald henchman's finger; after that, your guy ran away."
Ye Jun frowned tightly and stared at Li Xiaoqiang, "Kid, are you telling the truth?"
Li Xiaoqiang shrugged helplessly, "I don't get any benefit from lying to you. Why would I say such a thing?"
Ye Jun came from a prominent family; of course, he was no fool. Seeing that his personal henchman's finger had been chopped off by this fellow, he instantly felt that Li Xiaoqiang wasn't as simple as he seemed on the surface.
Ye Jun said coldly, "Kid, you're pretty badass. Very well, next time I'll meet with you again."
After Ye Jun spoke, he left the bar with his other henchmen.
Li Xiaoqiang then sat on the sofa, sighed, and said, "Meeting with someone like me who has no status, you're lowering your own position. Really."
