At Shi Yong's manor, the three Vajras gathered with over a thousand subordinates.
These subordinates came from all walks of life, all working under Shi Yong.
There were drivers from taxi companies, dock workers, and employees from casinos and the red-light district.
But the core force comprised only a hundred men.
These hundred men only engaged in drug trafficking, and usually, they didn't have to do anything else, practicing daily like the military.
They all wore uniform camouflage uniforms, armed with various firearms, more formidable than the police station in Qinglai City.
Shi Yong stood in front of them, hands behind his back, and said coldly, "Brothers, Puwang has gone too far, disregarding the rules and poisoning our brothers during the competition. What do you say, will you agree?"
"No!"
"No!"
"..."
The shouting below was thunderous, all wearing expressions of anger.
