Phone call with his little brother

The scent of blood that emanated around the liquor store filled the heart of Pan Ya, the tiger fang captain, with anxiety: "Their death could've been caused by monsters. But it's even more likely that a fighter was behind this! And what kind of regular fighter would dare to go against young master Li Wei? They most likely have a grudge against my tiger fang squad!".

He was clear of this young master's identity. Even though he's a mixed youth, his father is Chinese.

Whether the strength of the young master's father, or his background..... few fighters would dare to anger this young master Li Wei.

"No need" the old veteran Liu waved his hand, "With me and Ka Long here, the young master's safety is guaranteed".

The white brute also looked at the few members of the tiger fang squad and laughed coldly.

"Young master Li" Pan ya couldn't help but to look at the mixed youth.

"My training schedule isn't over yet" frowned the mixed youth.