A Cripple!

It was past two in the afternoon.

Yang Luo arrived at Peng City Airport.

After leaving the airport, he took a car to Silken Manor.

Because the battle that night had caused serious damage to Silken Manor…

The whole area was currently under construction and repair.

Coming here again.

The scenes from that night surged into his mind like a tide.

His brothers roared in grief and indignation, shouted in despair, and looked at him unwillingly…

The high up in the air appearance of the three old dogs, Leng Yuchuan, Li Xiaotian, and Cang Yunting, their disdainful gazes and mocking smiles…

Thinking of this,

Yang Luo could not help but clench his fists!

Endless anger surged in his heart!

It was enough to experience such despair once!

There must not be a second time!

"Is it Mr. Yang?!"

At this moment, a surprised voice sounded.