Ma Xiangrong, a man who used to mess around in the underworld, had offended who knows how many people. With a broken leg and without the protection of those rich second-generation kids, his old enemies came knocking on his door, and you didn't need to think to know that his end was certainly miserable.
When you're involved in the underworld, you always have to pay your dues, and unfortunately for you, you ran into me, I'm your terminator, Lin Tian thought to himself.
"Brother Tian, I'll head out then," Rossi didn't say much else, just nodded and left.
"Second Miss, why are you looking at me like that? Do you think I'm a bad person for doing this?" Lin Tian waved his hand in front of her and chuckled.
