บท 837: Needle on His Head

A golf cart was speeding down the court towards Fu Jiuxiao and the others. Even if the people around Long Zhan tried to stop it, they would not be able to stop it.

Long Ying crossed his arms and closed his eyes. He only had a gun on him.

The last person to appear in front of them was long Zhan himself.

"You brat, get out of the car," Long Zhan shouted at Long Ying.

Long Ying sat in the back seat of the golf cart, not moving at all. He pretended not to hear Long Zhan's angry shout and even shifted his body so that he could sit more comfortably.

Long Zhan was so angry that he was dizzy. He had already rearranged the ambush and was waiting for the Fu family to enter the ambush circle. However, Old Master Fu's health was not good, so he kept moving around, delaying the time.

Fu Jiuxiao finally entered the ambush spot, and Long Zhan was ready to make his move. However, Long Ying went crazy again and ruined his plan.

The plan did not go well.