"I've always had good luck; I can't be killed that easily." Shen Pingkang chuckled and sat across from Chen Wenbin, kicked up one leg comfortably, and leisurely lit a cigarette, savoring a deep draw, "I'm out now, and all the upcoming matters, I'll handle them."
A flash of anger and resentment flickered in Shen Pingkang's eyes.
He thought this was his chance to rise, so he didn't leave any room for error.
But in the blink of an eye, Shen Pingkang was out again.
He really couldn't fathom how Shen Pingkang managed to get out.
So, he asked, "How did you get out? Bai Junior definitely didn't pull strings for you. If he did pull some strings to get you out and let you continue working, he would've informed me."
Shen Pingkang chuckled, "That's not something you need to worry about."
He naturally wouldn't tell Chen Wenbin that he had teamed up with Ma Yangrong to deal with Bai Kunyu.
Otherwise, he wouldn't be far from death.