The various Lotus Gang halls that had previously been in a standoff were still quietly waiting.
"Qiao Yifei is already dead. All halls, immediately take down the Lotus Gang."
About the time it takes to burn an incense stick later, a voice echoed down the street.
At the entrance of the gambling house, Xie Laohu heard this announcement and a smile appeared on his face.
"Li Lao'er, as we discussed earlier, it still counts. If you insist, don't blame your brother for being ruthless." Xie Laohu said coldly, as many of his fighters were already eager to make a move, their eyes filled with excitement and bloodlust.
Li Lao'er's face suddenly turned dark upon hearing this.
"Is it false news? A ruse?" Li Lao'er continuously doubted in his heart.
He knew that their gang leader, Qiao Yifei, had built everything from scratch and was known as a martial arts expert renowned throughout the docks.
How could he be killed so easily?
