"Ma Digua?"
Seeing the young man enter with an "I'm the boss" aura, Xiao Feng's eyebrows furrowed instantly.
There are two types of people in this world that he will never mistake.
One is his enemies, and the other is those who owe him money.
Whether or not Ma Digua is an enemy is debatable, but he certainly owes him money without a doubt.
Two hundred thousand.
Not a small sum, but also not something that can be blown in by the wind.
"Do you know him?" Jiang Yixin asked curiously.
Xiao Feng gritted his teeth and said, "This bastard made me stick twenty thousand into car repairs. If I don't show him a thing or two today, it would be a wasted trip."
Saying this, he pressed down on the railing with one hand and easily jumped over.
This move didn't attract much attention.
Because, in terms of rap skills, Ma Digua was truly impressive, igniting the atmosphere in the venue within less than two minutes.
