The situation was exactly as Lin Mu had anticipated. After White Tiger and Black Tiger drove off, they parked by the side of the loop road in the outskirts of Wancheng.
"Damn, I didn't expect those two old guys to be so tough. We lost all one or two hundred of our brothers!" Black Tiger angrily slapped the steering wheel and said.
White Tiger, with a cigarette in his mouth, remained relatively calm. He knew well the prowess of Jinge and Luo the Mute, so dealing with over a hundred people was not surprising; he just didn't expect it to be handled so easily!
Having fallen short this time was inevitable. Now, out of all the people left in the Liu Family, only White Tiger and Black Tiger remained. With just the strength of the two of them, it was impossible to rescue Liu Zhenyun even if they tried their hardest.
