C637 (part I)

"Don't worry, I've had a little warm-up. Handling these small fries is a piece of cake," Long Weimeng said confidently, thumping his chest, his eyes gleaming with assurance.

Hearing this, Qiao Gao nodded, a fierce determination flashing across his face. Ever since he orchestrated the downfall of Yin Hangfei, his feud with the underground market had become a relentless battle