Chapter 163: The Sound of a Slap Must Be Loud

Ma San wished he could slap himself several times, thinking, "How good would it have been to just drink and play with women? Why did I have to go after those few thousand bucks from Fang Qiangqiang and end up causing such a mess?"

There was no understating how formidable Liu Mang was; Ma San knew it all too well.

The man was so audacious that he could barge into a tycoon's turf, thrash Ma Yigui, and fight off over ten of his henchmen without so much as a scratch.

He himself had been on the receiving end of Liu Mang's beatdown, and it was a brutally harsh one at that.

In his heart, he desperately hoped he would never cross paths with Liu Mang again in this lifetime, always avoiding the four named pharmacies just in case he ran into him.

And now, damn it, he had gone and hit someone related to Liu Mang—he was in a real tight spot.