And for an old man stricken with a terminal illness, this was far more important than the loss of a few men!
Modern medicine had been powerless against the terminal disease; only by seeking a mysterious cure was there a glimmer of hope!
At the same time.
Lu Dahu, who had just played the role of a lone gunslinger, sat in the back seat of the car, gasping for breath, his face alternating between excitement and panic.
He kept thanking the Rat Taoist for his help.
Even though he had fired all the shots, without the aid of the big shot, Lu Dahu guessed that, given his temperament, he would never have been so bold as to climb onto the roof of the car and show off.
Lu Dahu's phone soon received a call from another Registered Disciple.
Then everyone decided to start a video conference.
Lu Dahu quickly learned that it was Bahadur's men who had used guns to invite him.