"If this kind of societal scum dies, it'd be like removing a menace for the people, right?" Su Changfeng took a step forward and followed.
In the early morning street, there were few passersby. Zhao Yijun was holding a girl and headed straight to a nearby hotel.
Su Changfeng didn't plan to waste time on such things and caught up with the two in a few steps.
Seeing someone blocking him, the flushed Zhao Yijun cursed angrily, "You little brat, get the hell out of my way, or do you have a death wish?"
"I'm here to kill you," Su Changfeng stated bluntly.
Zhao Yijun paused, then suddenly laughed. Over the years, he's made so many enemies that he couldn't count them all, but no one dared to do anything to him because of the power behind him.
The punk in front of him didn't even look of age but dared to confront him and state outright that he would kill him—utterly laughable.
