Chapter 215
"Dammit, it seems Zhu Liang is tired of living," someone cursed.
As Ashui rushed into the entertainment city at top speed.
Wei Shaocong and the rest stood there, and after a long while, Ma Botao tentatively asked, "Who is he?"
Wei Shaocong shook his head, and so did Han Mu.
Nobody knew Ashui, but how could someone with a Bentley decked out with a string of eights be simple? Moreover, this man clearly heard of Butcher Liang's infamous reputation, yet showed no fear; he even cursed out loud.
This matter probably wasn't so straightforward.
Everyone's expressions grew complicated.
At first, they thought Long Xiaoshan was just a farmer, driving a beaten-up pickup and dressed in street market clothes.
Later, when Long Xiaoshan brazenly confronted Zhu Liang head-on, they still hadn't changed their view, merely upgrading him from an ordinary farmer to a farmer who could fight well.
But now, they began to doubt.