C608 Mafia of the state of america

At the Wayne Las Vegas Hotel, in the same floor as Ye Feng's suite, a few white-skinned, golden-haired men were huddled together in the living room, conversing with each other. The entire living room was shrouded in an environment that was filled with miasma.

"Jack, have you arranged everything for the staff?" A thirty-year-old man with golden hair looked like the leader