For the members of the Flying Dragon Team, this was not just the disappearance of a life, but a representation of the deep bond of camaraderie between comrades; from now on, it could only live in memory. Many of the Flying Dragon brothers would rather die themselves than see Jin Long leave them.
"Mr. Jin, I will definitely avenge you."
Li Fei gazed at the motionless face, resolutely promising. If there hadn't been much hatred with the Suankou Gang before, it was all different from this moment onward.
Killing my compatriots, destroying my brothers, this hatred is irreconcilable.
At this moment, Ye Cheng and Meng Zhaozhang arrived with their men, looking at the bodies strewn about on the ground and knowing they were a step too late.
Li Fei briefly recounted the situation to the two of them.
