Basong said slowly.

"Haha, it seems like I imagined, you are running away, right? You fled from Thailand to China, but your enemy has not given up yet... It seems that this grudge is a big deal, I have to kill you!"

Tang Luo smiled playfully.

Hearing this, Basong's face changed again.

"Okay, I'm in Zhonghai. If you encounter any trouble, you can come to me."

Tang Luo said, took the paper and pen next to him and wrote his mobile phone number.

"Lao Lin, let's go."

"Ah? Let's go now?"

Lin Yiming was stunned for a moment.

"Yes, what if it's better? Are you going to spend the night here?"

Tang Luo nodded.

"No, let's go."

Lin Yiming shook his head quickly.

"Oh, by the way, this injury medicine is given to you. It has an external application. The effect is good. You can try it."

Tang Luo thought of something, took out a small porcelain bottle and threw it to Basong.

Basong subconsciously caught it. Before he could say anything, Tang Luo and Lin Yiming had already left the room.

He looked at the porcelain bottle in his hand and showed a look of doubt.

Who is this person?

However, it should not be the pursuer, otherwise, I would be dead now.

Thinking of this, he opened the porcelain bottle, sniffed it, and fell on the wound on his chest.

Soon, a cool feeling came out, and the pain was relieved a lot.

His eyes flashed with strange colors and he slowly picked up the note left by Tang Luo.

"Tang Luo? Is his name Tang Luo?"
Chapter completed!