"Move faster!"
"Get a fucking move on!"
Outside the Supreme Club.
The Old Man stood before a vehicle, steady as an old pine.
Before him stood three rows of fully armed Lei Zis from Black Mountain Town.
More than twenty off-road vehicles were parked neatly at the entrance.
"The boss got pushed around in Chun Prefecture, and False Eye was fucking killed. Tell me, what do we do?" The Old Man struck the ground hard with his cane, making no attempt to hide his murderous intent.
One phone call from Little White Tiger had set all of West Garden in motion.
"Kill them!"
"Fuck them! Kill them!"
The Lei Zis from Black Mountain Town gripped their weapons and answered fiercely.
By now, Black Mountain Town had long since become Little White Tiger's private army. Everything they had was closely tied to him.
That was why Little White Tiger could mobilize every man in Black Mountain Town with a single phone call.
The Old Man nodded in satisfaction and said gravely, "I won't waste words. If Little White Tiger dies in Chun Prefecture, we'll have to go back outside the city and keep living poor and hungry. We've barely had a few good days, and now the people in Chun Prefecture want to make trouble for us. Then we'll fight until nobody dares set their sights on our boss."
"Once we enter Chun Prefecture, there's only one thing to do: kill. If anyone fucking dares so much as glare at the boss, kill them on the spot. Be ruthless and be fast. Whether it's the fucking San Mu Group or anyone else, we kill whoever the boss points at!"
"Understood!"
"Yes!"
Fang Mu brought several men to the entrance, pushing a cart.
The Old Man whipped the white cloth off the