C56 Zhang Xuan We Meet Again!!

The screeching of tires grinding against the pavement filled the air as five cars came to a halt. Qin Shaotian emerged with his entourage in tow, each person wielding a baseball bat. With a cigarette dangling from his lips, Qin Shaotian strode forward with the commanding presence of a mob boss.

Zhang Xuan could only shake his head at the sight. It was a simple equation: avoid trouble