"Black Dragon, I need you to do something for me," Liu Qian's voice was filled with anger, "Here's the thing..."
Liu Qian recounted the grudge between himself, Yang Yu, and Zhou Haoqiang, then spat out hatefully, "I want you to break that kid Zhou Haoqiang's arms and legs for me, and scratch that little bitch Lan Xiaomeng's face. If possible, before scratching her face, get a few guys to take turns on her!"
"Zhou Haoqiang, Yang Yu's sworn brother?" As soon as Black Dragon heard the name Yang Yu, he instinctively felt a chill, "You know how prestigious Yang Yu is right now in Tianhai City. Are you sure you can afford the price to touch someone he's close to?"
"How much, you name it," Liu Qian snorted, "My mom has a little gold reserve, I know the password, I can pay you with gold bars."
"Gold, is it?" Black Dragon chuckled, "Bring ten pounds of gold to my office, and I'll take care of this for you."
