At this moment, Zhang Xiaopang had already wrapped a towel around himself and was holding an AK, aiming at the four people walking in. When he saw clearly who walked in, his facial expression grew even angrier.
Rasia! Are you trying to meet God?!" Zhang Xiaopang roared at Jiang Cheng. He couldn't fathom how his own subordinates dared to kick his door.
"Sorry, Mr. Zhang, I'm not your Rasia!" Jiang Cheng looked at Zhang Xiaopang and said teasingly, as the faces of the people beside him began an odd transformation, and shortly turned into oriental faces.
Are you from the Hua Family?" Zhang Xiaopang was shocked. He quickly realized that in this situation encountering people from the Hua Family, ninety-nine percent were enemies, as for the one percent, let them meet God along with the four people in front of him!
