C49 49 Saying That I'm a Fart

"Yes, Mr. Yang, I understand!"

After hanging up the phone, Gu Minghui felt his worries dissipate. He immediately arranged for a car to take him to the Crown Club.

By this time, Scar had gathered all his men—around two or three hundred of them. Scar couldn't support so many people on his own; most of them were actually supported by Gu Minghui.

"Boss, you're here!" Scar quickly approached