Xu Qiangsen considered himself to have killed quite a few people abroad.
Someone like Zhang Yang, who only knows a few tricks like playing house in domestic fights, how can he compare to his killing skills?
The atmosphere in the private room was a bit quiet at this moment, Xu Caimei's nervous breathing slowed down.
Jiang Meiren, on the other hand, was a bit excited; Zhang Yang making a move is rare to see, this time, she must get a good look.
As for Xu Mengyan, her feelings were somewhat complicated; she wanted to mediate, but Xu Qiangsen was too excessive.
At the same time, Xu Mengyan was a bit uneasy; for Xu Qiangsen to be sent here to deal with Zhang Yang, naturally, his own strength needs no questioning.
As for Zhang Yang, Xu Mengyan had only heard that Zhang Yang was great at fighting, whether he could beat Xu Qiangsen, Xu Mengyan was also deeply worried.
Xu Qiangsen's eyes were full of murderous intent, he had tolerated Zhang Yang for long enough as well.
