Chen Dashan looked at the shocked comments left by netizens on his phone, a slight smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Times have changed; in recent years, the rapid development of the internet means many things cannot be controlled as they were before.
This is now an information age, and everyone's words can flay these local tyrants.
On the other side.
In Hengshui City, within the Black Wolf Gang.
A middle-aged man wearing a black overcoat, with a deep presence, holding a cigar between his fingers, appeared to be lost in thought.
For a long time, he didn't speak.
In the silent hall, no one dared to speak. The middle-aged man raised his hand, took a puff of his cigar, exhaled the smoke, and said coldly, "Disabled in Furong County? Very impressive, seven people couldn't handle a nobody. Do I still care about the face of the Black Wolf Gang?"
Everyone in the hall looked down.
