He Dahai looked at Ye Long, and cold sweat started pouring down his forehead!
For He Dahai right now, saving his own life was the most important thing!
"Bro, calm down first. I see you've got some skills. How about you stick with me? I'll guarantee you a lifetime of wealth and an annual salary of a million!"
In order to save his skin, He Dahai threw out what he thought was a huge bait to Ye Long.
But when Ye Long heard what He Dahai said, he couldn't help laughing, thoroughly finding it hilarious!
An annual salary of a million?
For some reason, when Ye Long heard these words from He Dahai, he found it really funny.
"An annual salary of a million, that much?"
Ye Long put on a fake surprised expression and said.
"That's right, Fang Zheng is already dead now. If you follow me, Jidong City will be ours to rule!"
He Dahai continued.
"Who said I'm dead?"
At this moment, a sharp, icy voice rang out!
Fang Zheng walked in from outside, holding a large cigar in his hand.
