Chapter Two Hundred and Two
"The tournament is set for tomorrow night at the Kowloon Mountain Clubhouse."
"I understand!"
Long Xiaoshan nodded.
After eating with Wang Sihai for a while, Long Xiaoshan got up to take his leave.
Walking on the road, Long Xiaoshan pondered deeply.
Wang Sihai's words had raised his vigilance.
In prison, he had learned a lesson: if you don't remove the roots, the weeds will grow back with the spring breeze.
So even now, whether dealing with Zhao Jun or Wang Sihai, he kept control in his hands.
Therefore, Wei Zhentian posed a potential threat.
If he let Wei Zhentian unify Hechuan's business world after crippling his Dantian, would Wei really let him off?
Realizing this, Long Xiaoshan already had an idea. He went to the city to get his car and returned to the village overnight.
After returning to the farm, Long Xiaoshan went to the pharmacy.