Gunfights at night were common in Golden Port City, but it was rare for such intense gun battles to occur in broad daylight.
Although brief, this area was the port area, one of the three busiest districts in Golden Port City.
In less than an hour, nearly half of Golden Port City knew that the Brotherhood Gang had exchanged gunfire with someone right outside their company headquarters during the day, and Jimmy had been shot and left.
The assassin who shot him died in the alley.
In the room, Mr. Qiao Bafu, with his elbows resting on his knees and hands clasped against his chin, thought in an uncomfortable pose, reminiscent of constipation.
He had already heard the news and knew that this was the work of the assassin he had sent his assistant to find.
The outcome was very unsatisfactory.
The assistant was on the phone nearby, finally confirming the matter, and after a long while, the call ended, and he looked somewhat embarrassed.
