The crow feathers were scorched by gunfire, and seven human heads were lined up on the old wooden table, all pierced through with a hemp rope through their ears.
"Nine Night Police officers wearing epaulettes, now only two are left." The Mountain Lord stood steadily by the table, his shoulders solid, towering like a mountain: "Until all Night Police officers are killed, don't bother me."
"Many council members at the Municipal Council Hall are already furious, the Ciji Association has angered them all, and if we refuse, it might not be good." Yin Shou bowed his head, somewhat worried.
"Let whichever council member has an issue come and see me face to face."
"Council member Yuan Nian has already arrived." Yin Shou lowered his head even more, his voice trembled slightly.
Giving Yin Shou a glance, the Mountain Lord grabbed the hemp rope, the string of heads dangled like bells inside a wind chime, clashing together.
"Does he think I wouldn't dare kill him?"
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