On the grass not far away, Liang Yiqing looked at Su Jingxing who disappeared in the air, his expression extremely grim.
Swoosh! Swoosh! Swoosh!
The sound of rushing wind approached.
On the ground and in the air, figures were dashing towards Liang Yixiao.
"Old Liang, what's going on?"
A burly man with a rough voice was the first to arrive. He landed on the main road at the periphery of the grass and glanced at Liang Yiqing. Looking at the scattered corpses, he then asked with a frown, "Who are these people?"
"I don't know about the one in black. The other five are from the headquarters of Ci En Bank."
Liang Yiqing's expression was overcast as he shared in a low voice, "Their superior's name is Lu Chen!"
"Lu Chen? The eldest son of the Lu Family, the one who just arrived in Qinghe City yesterday?"