Wang Hao and his group, including Akun, arrived at the largest clubhouse in Chicheng County.
"Bro Kun, do you think there could be a trap?"
Upon reaching the clubhouse, Aqi asked with some worry.
"Even if they've buried landmines inside, we still have to go in today!"
Akun was fully aware of the importance of the northern part of the county.
So without another word, Akun led his men and charged in.
"Yo, Brother Kun, you've come in person today! My apologies for not welcoming you from afar!"
In the clubhouse, a young man dressed in formal wear with a scar across his face was sitting on a sofa in the lobby, smoking a cigarette in one hand and holding a document in the other.
Next to the young man stood a middle-aged man, trembling and looking fearful, constantly wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Akun recognized this middle-aged man, a property owner who had cooperated with Akun before.
