"That's what I heard," Lu Qichuan said, "Now it proves that your plan is already halfway through, but I received another piece of information that you may find intriguing."
Gu Juexi looked up at Lu Qichuan, gesturing for him to start talking.
"I bumped into Mo Fei, and she mentioned she heard a rumor in the underworld about someone burning a big hole in their pocket to hire CG. You know CG, don't you?" Lu Qichuan pressed his hands on the table and looked at Gu Juexi.
CG, a mysterious hitman organization. No one knew the exact number of their members, but one thing was certain: their members consisted of special forces dishonorably discharged for violating the rules, which means that they were a radical group.
Moreover, the tasks they took were dependent on their mood. Payment was secondary. Their primary factor was their mood.
