"Bastard!"
Wu Yingxiong's eyes blazed with fury as he looked at Ye Luo and cursed. His eyes flickered with a cold glint.
"Brother Wu!"
At that moment, the middle-aged man whose half-face was swollen from Ye Luo's beating looked at Wu Yingxiong with eyes filled with hope. He hurriedly covered his face and struggled to get up, like a drowning man grasping at a lifeline.
"Tian... Guang brother!"
Seeing the middle-aged man with a swollen, cracked half-face, Wu Yingxiong's eyes flashed with a hint of hesitation, clearly not quite certain of the other's identity.
"Brother Wu, it's me, I'm Lu Tianguang."
The middle-aged man, with an extremely unsightly face, said this, his eyes sweeping over Ye Luo beside him, filled with ferocious and angry glares, as if he wanted to devour him.