On the side of the road at the snack street, there was a black Mercedes-Benz van.
The car door was open, Yan Shao sat in the second-row seat, extending his neck to talk to the person outside the car. Following Yan Shao's pointing direction, Mao San squinted his eyes slightly, looking at Chen Dashan's back, and said: "Young Master Yan, what do you want us to do?"
Watching Qin Xuan and Chen Dashan being lovey-dovey, the two drinking a cup of milk tea, and even Qin Xuan taking the initiative to kiss Chen Dashan.
Yan Shao was filled with jealousy.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Do you see that guy?"
"Beat him up for me, break his arms and legs, no, ruin his face, beat him until his face is disfigured."
Seeing Yan Shao gritting his teeth in hatred, Mao San's eyes were filled with surprise.
What kind of grudge is this, to make him so ruthless?
But he didn't ask, he was paid to do things, the rules of the world of martial arts.
"Understood!"
