Huanghan Pavilion entrance.
A wide Hummer breathed dominance as it stood by the roadside.
Inside the vehicle.
In the middle row of seats, a middle-aged man sat with his eyes slightly closed, gently twirling a string of Buddha beads in his hand.
This man was none other than the boss of the Heavenly Dragon Society—Lan Tianlong!
Anyone who knew him would respectfully call him "Lord Long."
This not only embodied awe but also symbolized status.
Throughout Zhonghai.
When it comes to the most renowned gang forces.
People would probably immediately think of three.
One is the Zhanhong Society.
One is the Hong Association.
Another is the Heavenly Dragon Society!
And if you asked the first two gangs who they feared the most.
They would probably answer in unison: the Heavenly Dragon Society.
This alone showed how transcendent the Heavenly Dragon Society's status was in the whole of Zhonghai, even the city's mayor would give way when faced with such a gang.
Of course.
