Of course, beyond the reason of 'not being suitable to meet now,' the biggest reason is, with her here, if I want to gain the help of the Dragon Team's division, this woman might just trip me up.
No wonder Zhao Guosheng was hemming and hawing at the time, even turning his phone to airplane mode to avoid answering calls. It was all because this woman was here; that bastard sold me out.
"Old Zhao, old Zhao, you're really not loyal." Fang Yi sighed, cursing Zhao Guosheng's ancestors for eighteen generations wouldn't help.
More than twenty people charged towards Fang Yi, and Fang Yi suddenly made a minor discovery: all these people were using a kind of fighting technique. It was very stiff and mechanical.
In other words…
Even compared to the Jiaolong Guards, their skills are too poor, they probably can't even qualify to be a Jiaolong Guard.
Originally, Fang Yi said he would cripple them, but after thinking it over, Fang Yi decided to give the woman some face, lest she gets angry.
