After the blood dripped onto the paper, Chen Wei capped the pen and tucked the Judge Pen back into his inner shirt pocket.
Boom!
The next second, a loud noise erupted as a military off-road vehicle burst through the metal door and drove straight in.
Seven or eight cars followed, one after another. The convoy came to a halt and dozens of men disembarked, led by the newly appointed White Tiger War God, Li Yunhu.
"Yunhu is late and begs the Heavenly God for punishment!" Li Yunhu knelt on one knee with practiced precision, hands clasped in front of him, and bowed deeply.
"Don't take responsibility for everything; this matter has nothing to do with you, stand up," Chen Wei said, not liking such flattering words.
"Yes," Li Yunhu responded without further comment and stood up.
"I'll leave these men to you. I have other matters to attend to and must leave now," Chen Wei said as he opened the sports car's driver door and sat down.
