Liu Feng was completely dumbfounded. The day before yesterday, Zhao Wei had forced him to sign a high-interest loan contract and even snatched away his BMW. Afterwards, Zhao Wei personally told Liu Feng that he had taken a hundred or so of his underlings to go and kill Su Fan.
He was certain that Su Fan was a goner.
But, how had Su Fan come to work unscathed?
"Could it be that bastard Zhao Wei lied to me?"
That was the only reason he could think of; he couldn't imagine Su Fan knocking all those people down, not even if he was beaten to death.
"He didn't lie to you, but the Blood Wolf Gang may not be as fierce as you think, and I, Su Fan, am not so easily bullied."
"I spared you once before, but to think that you would dare collude with the Blood Wolf Gang to strike at me, it seems I have to get serious now."
With that, Su Fan's expression grew cold as he walked towards Liu Feng.
"Chief Sun, save me."
