Yang Fei was slightly startled and asked, "What?"
Mad Blade furrowed his brows deeply.
"Did you notice the black tattoo of an old K on that black man's arm?"
Yang Fei immediately came to his senses, "San Ke Party?"
Mad Blade nodded, "I didn't notice it at first either."
"But when the black man came to apologize, I found a lingering ruthlessness in his eyes."
"Generally speaking, when someone gets beaten like that, most people understand the power and admit defeat."
"But this guy clearly isn't convinced, which means he has something to rely on; later I found the black old K mark on his arm."
Yang Fei also frowned.
"Unexpectedly, this pack of underworld hyenas, sniffing the scent of blood, have found their way here, which is a bit troublesome."
The San Ke Party is a world-renowned underground force with significant influence.
In some small countries, even senior parliamentarian are part of the San Ke Party, dominating Latin America and North Africa with countless followers.
