C83 As Expected of a Loyal Friend

Zhou Li felt a pang of unease as the new group entered the room. None of them wore ski masks, but it was clear they were up to no good.

"Who was beating up people outside?" inquired a young man, flamboyantly dressed with an array of tyrannosaurus tattoos on his arm, as he cocked his head and jiggled his leg.

His eyes, however, were fixed on Chang Jun