"Escaped?" A face so hideous that its fat quivered with anger, eyes like green peas rolling incessantly, formed a grotesque yet chilling sight. "Useless!"
"Master Wolf, this opponent seems quite formidable. The assassins we sent out..."
"Find the failures and deal with them, leaving the police no clues."
"Yes, Master!" The servant respectfully exited the lavishly decorated yet somewhat garish room. The person called Master Wolf suddenly lost interest in the food in front of him. He pushed his chair back, moving his bulky body to another desk.
"Wang! Who have you provoked this time? I hope you can give me a clear explanation." Wolf lit a cigar unceremoniously. "Although your money looks very tempting, my brothers aren't sacrificing their lives for you for free for such shady dealings. Meet me in an hour at the café in the central garden."
