Liu Laoda and Liu Laoer were baffled. Just a second ago, they were still engulfed in the sorrow of their brother's death, and the next second, they were utterly shocked by the actions of Liang Feng and the others.
"Alright, get up. Don't you know I prefer to keep a low profile?"
Yun Hao gave the five of them a dissatisfied glance, then borrowed a small mirror from Zhao Ya and meticulously combed his hair. The surrounding onlookers had an urge to rush up and give Yun Hao a good beating.
"Yun Hao, are you the master of Mr. Liang and his people?"
Bai Lang looked at the narcissistic Yun Hao, his eyes subtly filled with the urge to hit him.
"Ahem, Uncle Bai, this is a law-abiding society. It's wrong to hit people. Let's deal with these guys first and then talk!"
While Yun Hao was speaking, he hurriedly hid behind Zhao Shishi and Zhao Ya.
Seeing Bai Lang speechlessly step back, Yun Hao once again turned his gaze to Liu Laoer, "Are you going to perform a show?"
Damn it!
