Mingcui Square's people quickly surrounded Yang Chen and Hong Junle's men.
Hong Junle chuckled coldly and asked, "Manager Li, what does this mean? Has your Mingcui Square shed all shame and resorted to robbery?"
Manager Li sneered as well and replied, "It has nothing to do with you. You'd best not interfere and invite trouble for yourself."
Hong Junle: "Manager Li, that's not right. When we see injustice on the road, we should draw our swords to help. It's a quality all folks of the underworld should have. I have a connection with Boss Yang; he's my friend now. Isn't it right for me to help him?"
Manager Li: "Haha… Don't think I don't know what you're planning. Our goals are the same, but the difference is that we are out in the open, while you're sneaky. Move aside, I want to talk to Boss Yang."
Hong Junle shook his head and stood blocking the car window.
If one didn't know his true intention, his bravery in standing in front of Yang Chen was quite moving.
