Xu Qiangsen's eyes were filled with a murderous aura; he had long been abroad, tasked with carrying out various assassination missions for the family.
He himself couldn't count the number of people who had died at his hands.
No one had ever dared to taunt him like this before. "Zhang Yang, it seems there's no need for me to say much."
Zhang Yang laughed as well, "With your clumsy tactics, there's indeed no need for small talk."
Xu Qiangsen glared at Zhang Yang with his sinister gaze and finally made a throat-slitting gesture at him.
Zhang Yang was not to be outdone and flipped him the finger.
Xu Qiangsen left without making a move there, his face looking very unpleasant.
Seeing this, Xu Mengyan immediately stepped aside to call home, needing Xu Qiangsen to quickly get back, or sooner or later, he would have a conflict with Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang shook his head. If Xu Mengyan's words worked, then the Xu Family wouldn't have bothered to have a go at him.
