With a click, the cigar fell from the window of the Mercedes SUV, and Boss Lu lost his composure completely. His black mink coat slid off his back onto the ground without him even noticing.
More than seventy people, down in an instant, is this scientifically possible?
Right now, the little mouth of the proprietress slightly parted, her alluring lips capable of igniting a plethora of fantasies, her still charming face filled with deep shock. She couldn't comprehend how a single person could knock down a crowd with a mere gesture.
Moments before, she had been worried for Lin Hai, even ready to grab a kitchen knife from the kitchen to save him.
Now, it seemed, she understood why Lin Hai had appeared so calm and self-assured just now.
Tao Shuishui was almost shocked enough to run all the way to the airport. Was this still Dabang Lin? Was this still the same incompetent, rubbish man?
