"Sun Guangchun, you arrived so quickly; he's the one who set the trap." Qiao Yifei watched as the plaque beneath Sun Guangchun's feet shattered loudly, feeling a heavy weight in his heart.
This kind of action was tantamount to announcing that the two gangs would not rest until one of them was dead today.
"Qiao Yifei, if you were at full strength, that person just now wouldn't have escaped. I'm really curious, what's the reason for your injury?"
Sun Guangchun approached gradually with the three vice gang leaders, his voice cold and full of doubt.
"Hahaha. I've been in countless battles throughout my life; it's just an old injury flaring up. If you don't believe me, you can come try it." Qiao Yifei smiled faintly, showing no sign of weakness.
"Did this old guy chase off Pang Biao to pretend to be weak, using the strategy as planned?" Duan Yu suspected in his heart.
