Li Xiaoqiang heard Zhou Wudie's words and nodded slightly, "Yeah."
At this moment, the two middle-aged men dressed in white Zhongshan suits also looked over to Li Xiaoqiang and his group. Behind these two middle-aged men stood a young man, and this young man was none other than Wang Yan, who Li Xiaoqiang had defeated at the cinema.
Seeing Wang Yan helped Li Xiaoqiang understand the whole story; it looked like Wang Yan wanted to cause him trouble.
After all, Li Xiaoqiang had bedded his fiancée—no one would take that lying down. Wang Yan glared at Li Xiaoqiang with a somber voice, "Kid, did you kill my second uncle?"
Li Xiaoqiang narrowed his eyes slightly, "What do you think? Your second uncle tried to kill me, but he wasn't skilled enough, so he ended up dead."
Wang Yan's brows furrowed tight; his second uncle raised him, so he had deep feelings for him. Wang Yan showed a ferocious look, "Kid, you dared to kill my second uncle, I swear I'll grind your bones to dust."
