"If Zhang Lang is Yan Bu'Er's traitor, then the cost would be quite high!" Ye Chen sneered coldly, saying, "I believe, in Yan Bu'Er's eyes, neither you nor I are as important as Wu Hua, understand? Maybe Zhang Lang didn't sincerely join us, but he has already left the Flame Dragon Gang, that's a fact. Who knows, Yan Bu'Er might be burning with rage right now, clamoring to give Zhang Lang trouble!"
Feng Zhixiao paused, thought it over a bit, and felt that Ye Chen's words indeed made sense.
Meanwhile, at the top floor of Great Development Group, dozens of men in black had already gathered, all of them were Yan Bu'Er's trusted subordinates. Wu Hua had been killed at his residence, and the murderer was none other than Zhang Lang. When this news spread, Yan Bu'Er was so furious he almost spat blood.
