"Yes, Gang Leader!" The woman immediately lowered her head, her jet-black hair covering her face. That face as delicate as porcelain, smooth and supple, was what Yan Bu'Er noticed instantly about this woman. As he looked at her curvaceous figure, he couldn't help but swallow. For Yan Bu'Er, he needed a different woman to serve him every day. However, just as the woman entered the room, a phone call broke his sweet dream.
Beep beep beep...
A sudden and urgent phone ringing shattered the room's enchantment. Yan Bu'Er frowned, his eyes fixed on the phone on the table that was buzzing incessantly. He decisively answered the call and barked angrily, "You have one minute to state the facts. If what you say isn't enough to spare your life, then bring me your head tomorrow!"
"Gang Leader!" shouted a frantic voice on the other end of the line, "Someone calling himself Faceless is looking for you!"
