Mr. Wu and his gang had been wreaking havoc in and around the town for years, and lately, they'd started targeting the school at Little Orphan Village.
Ning Fan had seen through their "Feast at Hongmen" from the start, but he wasn't afraid because he knew these people were merciless, and the more merciless they were, the more fearful they became!
"What do you want, just, just say it, I, I, I will definitely... get it done!"
Mr. Wu's voice was barely recognizable as human anymore. His face wasn't just burnt; it was as if he had swallowed a mouthful of searing hot pot oil, and his throat had been scorched as well.
Each word he spoke now made his entire body tremble from the pain.
"Good attitude, just give it here," Ning Fan said coldly as he looked at Mr. Wu.
Mr. Wu knew Ning Fan was demanding money. He pondered for a moment and, with effort, gestured to a lackey beside him, instructing him to hurry to his company and withdraw all the money.