"Hmm, good job!" Ye Chen nodded.
The casino was still operating as usual, and the plot to suppress the Heaven-defying Gang through government agencies was crushed. Yan Bu'Er was fuming with rage. In the top-floor office at the Flame Dragon Gang's headquarters, two rows of men in black stood with bowed heads. Yan Bu'Er lay on the sofa, the office dimly lit, with two delicate women wrapped around him like water snakes.
"Useless, all a bunch of useless!" Yan Bu'Er's face turned pale with anger.
