Lu Xiaobu wore a gloomy expression. He pondered over the same things that Zhang Meng considered.
In such a situation, there was no way to control the strength exerted.
Even if you try your hardest to control it, not to kill but just to immobilize them, they would still end up crushed into a pulp by the crowd following behind!
Better to let them suffer a little less then!
This Qing Le really has some tricks up his sleeve!
At this very moment, Qing Le, upon seeing the puzzled look on Lu Xiaobu's face, revealed a sneer that was brimming with mockery!
So what if you're so formidable, Lu Xiaobu?!
This isn't your Shimen, not your turf!
It's my turf!
As long as I escape with my life today, you will never be able to find me again!
And I can continue to rise and prosper!
What can you do to me?!
To deliberately provoke Lu Xiaobu, he even refrained from leaving immediately and took his time to straighten his clothes and dust himself off.
