Hearing his subordinates wailing, Feng Gou's face turned as pale as iron:
"Shut the hell up! Is it cause you're all wounded? Are you trying to call the police over here? If you keep whining, I'll slaughter you myself."
Feng Gou casually flicked his cigarette butt at the nearest injured man!
"Now listen up, follow my steps, we'll slowly take care of Bamboo Leaf's brats."
Feng Gou roared, indeed a bit intimidating, silencing all the injured subordinates and boosting the military's morale.
Just when Feng Gou was about to make a move, his dog-faced strategist picked up a phone call. After listening to the contents, his face turned frantic, stammering to Feng Gou.
"Bos... Boss, something... something terrible happened!"
"Damn it, what happened now? Make it clear to me!" Feng Gou turned around and gave the dog-faced strategist a fierce slap, menacingly saying.
This guy has been nothing but trouble tonight!
