'Dead?'
Zhang Feng's steps paused slightly as he walked out the door, then returned to normal,
'I didn't expect there'd be a reward even if it wasn't me who killed him.
I wonder who did it.'
Zhang Feng pondered for a few moments and then looked over at an ordinary old sedan parked by the roadside.
Next to the sedan were a few motorcycles.
At this moment, it was nighttime in Xiangjiang, the streets bustling with people, the lights of street shops everywhere.
"Boss, get in the car!"
Ah Hang ran over to open the car door for Zhang Feng.
The other underlings hurriedly got on the motorcycles.
At the same time, they were looking forward to finding out what this 'drastically changed in personality' Chef Zhang was going to do.
'Could it be that he doesn't want to pay protection fees anymore?'
'What's up with this Chef Zhang? Is he going to openly challenge Brother Er Gui? Doesn't want to pay anymore?'
'Does he want to team up with Brother Er Gui? He's so good at fighting...'
