Bang!
A dark figure plummeted from high above and slammed into the ground.
The tremendous crash startled the crowd fighting below.
Everyone stopped instantly, staring at the person who had already been smashed into a bloody pulp.
A few of the braver men approached for a closer look. When they realized the person who had fallen was Zhang Wei, they were all scared senseless.
"It's... it's Zhang Wei, Young Master Zhang."
"Young Master Zhang... how... how did he jump from the building?"
"We're done. Someone's dead. We're completely screwed."
The Dihao Group's men descended into chaos, and some immediately took to their heels.
Long Guangsheng and Haizi both looked up, their expressions turning grim.
The Dihao Group's young heir was dead. This would definitely make tomorrow's front-page headlines.
A few of the more timid men nearby lost their nerve at the sight of the dead body. "Brother Long, Brother Hai, someone's dead. Shouldn't we get out of here? We'll be in trouble once the police arrive."
Their men hardly needed to remind them. Long Guangsheng and Haizi knew that perfectly well.
Without a death, getting caught would only mean a charge of fighting in a group. Pull a few strings, pay some money, and they could get out.
Now that someone had died, it was a completely different matter.
"Get out of here, my ass! Brother Hao's still up there!" Long Guangsheng cursed and started to lead his men upstairs, but Haizi grabbed him and stopped him.
"We can't all go up. Once the police arrive, they'll catch us all in one sweep. Take the guys and leave first. I'll go up and see what's happening. Keep in touch."
With that, Haizi rushed inside alone.
Meanwhile, in the room buffeted by fierce winds, Chen Hao's swollen body gradually returned to