chapter 240 Drawing a sword to help when the road is rough

Nash Lin was still recalling the scenes of getting along with his younger sisters when he was a child. Suddenly he heard a slight sound of footsteps approaching, so he turned his head and looked curiously. Although the lights inside the bus were very dim, Nash Lin practiced martial arts and his facial features were far superior to ordinary people. Even in such a dim environment, he could still clearly see the face of the dark figure. This is a young man in his thirties, with dark skin, about...