"Yes, yes, yes! Run! We have to get out of here!"
Hearing that, Lv Weihai nodded frantically, his face deathly pale. He couldn't resist Scarface at all and was carried off like a chick.
"Young Master Lv, as long as we get out of this kid's attack range, no matter how strong he is, he won't be able to kill us." Scarface had thought it through. Even though all his brothers were dead, if he could save the young master of the Lv Family and earn the friendship of one of its direct descendants, his future would be secure. He would surely rise to prominence.
As for his dead brothers, there was nothing he could do. This was the risk of their line of work: sooner or later, they'd run into someone they couldn't handle. If you wanted to kill people, you had to be prepared to be killed yourself.
In just a few breaths, they had covered four or five hundred meters and were completely out of Xia Ping's attack range.
"Just you wait."
Lv Weihai gritted his teeth, his eyes brimming with murderous intent. "Once I get back to the Lv Family, I'll immediately mobilize the family's guards and have you killed, piece by piece. I won't spare anyone around you, either."
"Not one of you will be left alive!"
He steeled himself. He had never suffered such humiliation in his life—not once, but twice. It was a disgrace he would never forget.
No matter what it took, he would kill that kid and wash away his shame!
"Oh no, Lv Weihai got away!" Jiang Yaru and the others were frantic. They knew all too well how much trouble they would be in if Lv Weihai escaped.
After all, Lv Weihai was a direct descendant of the Lv