Wu Yong's appearance is nothing remarkable; neither ugly nor handsome, utterly ordinary, and blending into the crowd without notice. Once he passes by, it's hard to find him again.
However, at this moment, the crew-cut man and his group of brothers have committed to memory this face, so ordinary that it can't be more ordinary!
The person with raised fists put them down, and the one wielding a wine bottle with a desperate stance also lowered the bottle, watching Wu Yong with bated breath, their breathing cautious.
Who doesn't know that Black Gold Security Company is virtually no different from the old Xianglong Tea House? Moreover, it's rumored that when Du Dahai's gang was dismantled by the police, they were the ones exerting force behind the scenes.
Though the Black Gold Security Company hasn't done anything overtly oppressive, who would truly bring these shady dealings into the light?
