The "bastard" the red-haired hoodlum was referring to was naturally Liu Chen.
In fact, his rapid escape just now wasn't fleeing, but to call for backup.
At this moment, the last door of the van opened, and a young man stepped out leisurely.
This young man had a handsome, jade-like face, and was very dashing in his designer clothes. One could tell his family was very wealthy just by looking at him, but the occasional flash of ruthlessness in his eyes made it clear that there was much more to him than met the eye.
The young man's name was Zhang Tian!
As soon as Zhang Tian came down from the vehicle, all the followers who had emerged from the van earlier bowed their heads and respectfully shouted:
"Young Master Tian!"
Even the red-haired youth was no exception, bowing his head and saying "Young Master Tian." Fear was evident in his eyes – he was clearly very wary of this Zhang Tian.
"Red, so this is what you were talking about?" Zhang Tian glanced around and said indifferently.
