Wanted Criminal

"Who the hell cut the power like the place was on fire?"

A few hundred meters from Bo Luo's shop, Zhang Liu An hurried along, practically kicking his way through his own front door. He growled at the group gathered in the hall.

There were seven or eight people in the hall, sitting or standing, and they all looked over in surprise.

Zhang Liu An looked rough and burly, but he was highly calculating. Otherwise, even with a wife like that by his side, he could never have planned what happened today. But tonight's events had risen and fallen in rapid succession, one twist after another, placing enormous pressure on him and filling him with pent-up fury. At the slightest provocation, he exploded.

"Brother An."

Someone stepped forward to explain, but Zhang Liu An immediately took him for the culprit. His eyes widened as he shoved the man in the chest. "Are you fucking stupid? Can't you tell what's important? That guy called Furnace isn't someone to mess with. Have you ever seen someone roll through a waterway without a single drop clinging to him? Either he was lying, or he had some special ability. He clearly knew U Cave was dangerous, yet he swaggered right in. Is someone like that so easily provoked?"

The man trying to explain looked aggrieved. "Brother An, it was Mr. Wright's order!"

"Mr. Wright?" Zhang Liu An's violent temper hit a wall, but he quickly bared his teeth again. "Even if it was Mr. Wright—"

"Even if it was me, what then?"

A frigid voice cut him off. A door at the back of the hall opened, and a tall, middle-aged white man walked out, wiping blood from his hands with white medical gauze.

Zhang Liu An's pupils contracted. His gaze tried to pierce