The time was nearing one in the morning when Shen San couldn't sit still any longer, and looking at his brothers behind him he said, "Let's go, leave this place."
When he uttered those words, Shen San felt like a failure. He had been operating here for over a decade, and now due to one incident, he had lost everything. But he wasn't disheartened, for he still had his brothers, and everything could be started anew.
One day when he had grown strong again, he would definitely return.
Just as Shen San was heading to the door, someone rushed in hastily and reported, "Big Brother, there's a convoy heading this way."
Shen San was startled and quickly asked, "How many people?"
"Don't know how many people, but there are over a dozen cars."
"Everyone, be on alert," Shen San immediately ordered, "Xiao Wu, call for backup right now."
