C869 The End of the Ibos

All the members of the mafia crawled in front of Lee Zhuohua, unable to raise their heads under the pressure of his aura. Lee Zhuohua slowly walked in front of everyone.

"Thump, stomp, stomp."

Lee Zhuohua's footsteps sounded rhythmically. Every step was like a step on their hearts, causing their hearts to contract violently