While kicking, he glared at Zhao Long with rage blazing in his eyes.
"Bastard, I didn't expect you to be such a thing."
As she spoke, Zhang Yuyao charged over and began to fiercely beat Zhao Long, who was on the ground. However, when Zhao Long tried to fight back, Zhang Yuyao quickly turned and got back into the car, a smug smile on her face, her eyes filled with scorn.
"Goodbye then, just keep waiting here, have a good think about yourself."
After she finished speaking, Wang Jie drove off, and the two of them left swiftly. Li Ergou also needed to spit out a mouthful of darkness, then got into the car and followed.
Looking at such arrogant people, Zhao Long was so angry he felt like his lungs were about to explode, his face was livid with anger, grinding his teeth tightly and clenching his fists, he raised his hand to take out his phone, making a call.