Lu Bai raised an eyebrow, rather surprised, "Holter, Green, Smith and Mayer family's Godfathers are all at the old house, including the elders?"
"Yes," Jack said.
"As Old Thorne's eldest son, you rightfully take over the Mexican gang, yet you are questioned due to your youth. Everyone who questions you is here, not only have you imprisoned them, but you also want them to vote on the issue of gang's power distribution?"
"Mr. Lu, is there a problem?" Jack asked.
Lu Bai smiled, "No, no problem!"
Idiot!
Lu Bai thought to himself, though his expression remained unchanged.
"Mr. Thorne really is pro-American." This sentence was full of mocking malice, learning the American humanitarianism but not their ruthlessness. Mr. Jack didn't understand his meaning, Lu Bai asked, "I think I can't leave the Thorne's old house for the time being, since that's the case, why don't you prepare a guest room for me to rest?"
"Sure, no problem at all."
