Chapter 1359

"Who are you?" Someone cursed. "A person who wants your life." The man sneered. Three minutes later, he flicked the cigarette butt in his mouth away and looked coldly at the guy who was kneeling in front of him, so scared that he almost crapped his pants. After all, he was just a small potato. No matter how tough his words were, when he really faced life and death, his only choice was to give in. "I am just rubbish. I really don't know where I offended you. Just treat me as a fart. I beg you, I don't want to die." The man, kneeling on the ground, cried loudly. "You deserve to die." The man sneered. "All of you are rubbish. You are not even worthy of carrying shoes for Young Master. How dare they provoke Young Master and attack him?" The man sneered. He stretched out his hand and turned his wrist. The man's neck was broken. Even if this guy died, he would not have thought that Young Master mentioned by the man turned out to be the down-and-out fisherman, River Mosler. Who would ha