In the private room, apart from Du Pengfei, the bosses of the various gangs picked up their phones only to jump up one by one in disbelief. "What, what did you say?" "People from the Dragon Society are trashing our places?" After speaking, they all looked up at Liu Yuxiang, but Liu Yuxiang merely toyed with the teacup in his hand, without even lifting his head.
From their phones, the anxious voices of the callers could still be heard, "Boss, boss, what do we do now?" "The people from the Dragon Society came prepared; we have no way to resist with the few men we have."
