Tian couldn't help but find it strange. This Li Tong was the head of the craftsman guild, how come his internal qi was weaker than that black-faced man, only slightly stronger than Li Xiaoyue 。He v..."Humph!" Old Lin's face turned ashen, and he pressed down on Zheng Jun a few times. 。Zheng Jun let out a "poof" and spat out a mouthful of blood, then he woke up. 。After feeling his pulse for a while, Old Lin's face relaxed slightly. He helped Zheng Jun sit down on the chair and said in a deep voice: "For no reason to hurt someone, please give me an explanation." 。He was being a bit unreasonable. After all, everyone could see that Zheng Jun wasn't going to Rashili, he was fighting... 。。"Good skill!" he exclaimed sincerely. 。Zhang Chao smiled and rushed towards Tian, giving him a thumbs up. "Xiao Tian, you're amazing!" With them leading the way, several people from the Public Secur...