Song Guanchao smiled and said, "Young Master Tian really has tough luck."
Lu Xiaotian was very excited.
Just thinking about the last time Song Guanchao had buried him alive sent shivers down his spine.
Fortunately, he had great luck and woke up just in time, otherwise he would have really died.
But he didn't know that Song Guanchao was just trying to scare him.
If he really intended to bury him alive, he wouldn't have dug such a shallow pit.
"Snap."
Song Guanchao lit a cigarette and scanned the group Lu Xiaotian had brought with him.
There were more than thirty people.
All of them were armed.
Lu Xiaotian took two steps back, pointed his trembling finger at Song Guanchao, and said, "You'll end up in the hospital!"
After saying that, he grabbed his phone and dialed a number, "Mr. Li, bring all your men over, we have a tough guy here!"
After hanging up, Lu Xiaotian revealed a ferocious smile, as if he could already see Song Guanchao being rushed to the ICU.
