"What are you doing? What do you think you're doing? Have you all gone mad trying to seize power?"
"I'd like to see which reckless bastard dares remove Deying as manager today!"
"Anyone who dares take one step inside today will be an enemy of No. 2 Gathering Place. If you want to die, come in and try."
"Get lost, get lost! You came here during a disaster just to disgust us, didn't you? Be careful, or I'll take you all down with me!"
A crowd had gathered around Lin Deying, the manager of No. 2 Gathering Place, shouting loudly at the entrance.
There were quite a lot of them—over a hundred. Most were his relatives, while a small portion were private soldiers he had raised.
There were also quite a few members of No. 2 Gathering Place's Defense Force standing nearby to maintain order.
However, these people were only responsible for security within the Gathering Place. They had their own captain and were not directly commanded by Lin Deying.
Opposing them was the nominal Defense Force of the Red Flower Gang's territory.
Of course, they could also be called Ji Wuming's private soldiers. There were more than sixty of them, led by squad captain Wang Jirong.
"What do you mean by that? We never said we wouldn't let Mr. Lin remain manager. Lord Ji hasn't issued an order revoking Mr. Lin's position either." Wang Jirong shook his head with a fake smile.
"You all know what happened yesterday. Singer, the manager of No. 4 Gathering Place, was assassinated in his own territory. We won't suspect that Mr. Lin or No. 2 Gathering Place had anything to do with it, but for the time being, we'll have to ask Mr. Lin to go and take charge of No. 4 Gathering