Lying on the stretcher, returning to the Li Family, Bai Chunshan made Li Yufang widen his eyes.
He kept pondering one question: where did those two hundred people go?
Two hundred people, and those left at the Lu Family Gang headquarters were just some elderly and weak ones. Two hundred people against a little over fifty, and they lost so disastrously.
Bai Chunshan, nicknamed Meng Zhangfei, had turned into a total wimp. Meng Zhangfei, not even close to being fierce.
"Speak, what happened?" Li Yufang was no longer angry; anger was useless, all futile.
"It was Yang Fan, he led over fifty people and killed his way back. Two hundred people were simply no match..."
Honestly, Li Yufang's understanding of Yang Fan was just limited to the introduction by Lu Jianxiong when they first met that night.
