Zhu Qinglong frowned and said to Zhu Zirui, "Go quickly and see what's happening outside?"
"Yes, I'll check." Zhu Zirui said, standing up from the sofa, heading toward the villa's main door.
However, just as Zhu Zirui stepped out the door, the sounds of fists and feet clashing erupted, followed by Zhu Zirui's cries of pain.
Zhu Qinglong immediately stood up from the sofa, his gaze suddenly sharp, staring intently at the villa's entrance.
For the first time, this crime lord had a strong sense of foreboding.
Bang, bang, bang.
At that moment, four or five figures suddenly flew in through the door.
Amidst the screams, Zhu Zirui, Ye Cheng, and several bodyguards were smashed onto the living room floor, none of them able to stand.
Zhu Qinglong's eyes widened with shock, his face full of horror.
He saw Ye Cheng's face filled with pain, as if severely injured.
His heart trembled: Wasn't Ye Cheng leading gunmen to deal with Lin Fei and Leng Ying?
Why did he come back alone?
