"If you don't court death, you won't die!"
After the car started, Scar Eye shook his head and let out a silent sigh.
Having driven forward about ten meters, he glanced in the rearview mirror and saw people on the street shouting "Fire!" More than a dozen people rushed to watch the spectacle at the base of the building.
"Let it burn, better if it burns to the ground!"
Watching the flames gradually intensify, Scar Eye felt a wave of inexplicable relief and joy.
In fact, he had not been a member of the Black Wolf Club for long. If it hadn't been for his blindness in one eye and the terrifying scar on his face making it impossible to find legitimate work, he would never have ended up with the Black Wolf Club.
Who would choose cold, dry buns when they could have hot, steaming ones?
Sighing, Scar Eye withdrew his gaze and finally had time to look at Ye Xiaofei, noticing he had an extra bag in his hands. Startled, he blurted out, "Mr. Ye, did you open Brother Wolf's safe?"
