Hao River was a place where hotels and casinos were built with glittering gold and opulent palaces.
But other places were just that, when compared to the small coastal counties in the country, even if a bit stronger, they were not much stronger!
The van Tian Mingjian was driving went through a dilapidated residential area. Near the foot of the mountain, on a road with little human presence, it came to a squeaking halt.
Feng and Han, who were knocked unconscious by brick tiles, were still out cold.
Upon opening the van door, Bai Xiaohang, holding one with each hand, casually tossed the two onto the grass by the roadside.
"Brother Hao, do you get off by yourself, or do I kick you out?" When it was Zhang Zihao's turn, he was not so rude but instead asked him with a strange expression on his face.
"I'll get off by myself!" Zhang Zihao hurriedly agreed with a pained expression.
Just moment ago, when Bai Xiaohang threw Feng and Han out of the van, his back was facing Zhang Zihao.