At the same time, in Xijing, the provincial capital of Qin Province.
In a large logistics center warehouse on the outskirts of the city.
This is where the Ninth Branch of the Blood Flood Dragon Group is located.
"Who did it? Damn it, looking for death, insulting our Blood Flood Dragon Group, they won't die a good death."
A burly man with a fierce face roared aggressively.
This was the Hall Master of the Ninth Branch, Li Wei.
On the ground in front of him was a stretcher with a bloodied person with broken arms lying on it.
It was Jiang Biao, the Squad Leader who caused trouble at the Wanshan Hotel earlier.
Now he was barely clinging to life.
Weakly, he called out to Li Wei.
"Hall Master, avenge me, avenge me!"
"It's nothing for me to get injured, but we can't let the face of our Blood Flood Dragon Group be sullied. If this gets out, we won't be able to stand in Xijing anymore."
"Bang."
