The rain grew heavier and heavier, enveloping the sky in a mist, the clouds thick and dark, as the raindrops hit the ground with a "pitter-patter" sound, as if the opening notes of a battle had been struck!
In a luxurious estate located in the eastern district of East Sea City, a group of men clad in black were meticulously patrolling the area, each with a bulge at their waist, and two Tibetan mastiffs were tied at the entrance. Surveillance cameras were installed in every corner of the courtyard, the guards making the place incredibly secure.
Inside the villa, a middle-aged man with a sinister look was seated deeply in the sofa, a cigarette between his fingers. Across from him sat eight individuals; some were young, while others were in their fifties or sixties, some were tattooed, others showed scars, projecting a fierce demeanor.
However, looking at the middle-aged man on the sofa, all eight people had a few traces of respect and fear in their eyes!
