C146 Going to the Meeting Alone

The man called Lao San was a young man in his twenties. His fierce eyes were as cold as a poisonous snake. He took out a newspaper from nowhere and threw it on the side of Xia Dong's injured face.

"Look clearly, the man who died miserably on the street in the newspaper is my big brother!"

Xia Dong struggled to stretch her neck and finally saw the headlines and photos in the newspaper. However