Chen Li got more and more angry as he spoke, and the last sentence was almost shouted. As soon as he finished shouting, the wound at the corner of his mouth was pulled sharply, and he grimaced in pain.
"Brother Li, how is it? Does it hurt?" The woman in his arms looked at Chen Li with distress and didn't forget to glare at An Yiqing fiercely, "Brother Li, quickly get the boss to send someone over to deal with these two ignorant fools! Dare to hit your face, do they not want to hang out in Xuandu City anymore?!"
"Can't hang out in Xuandu City just because they hit his face?" An Yiqing asked sincerely; she just wanted to know what exactly the Qinghong Gang was about. Could it be that during the few days she stayed at home, a new entrant she was unaware of appeared in Xuandu City?
However, although An Yiqing asked sincerely, it sounded like she was deliberately mocking him to Chen Li's ears.
