Da Fei looked at Ning Jie with a solemn expression, the Machester in his hand gleaming with a chilling light.
Word on the street was that Da Fei could really fight. None of the people present had ever traded blows with him, but Ning Jie knew that Da Fei was a trained martial artist.
How could anyone make it in this day and age without some real skills? And having skills wasn't enough; you needed brains too.
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