"Gang Leader, what should we do? Are we just going to let this go?"
Finally, an elder stepped forward and tentatively asked.
Zhao Kun's face darkened as he looked at the two bodies on the ground and said coldly, "Go, send Manager Du's bodies to Flying Tiger City and say they were murdered."
At his words, all the disciples shuddered, and the elder showed a look of surprise. "Don't worry, Gang Leader, I know what to do."
"Go on, if you handle this well, you'll be the manager from now on," Zhao Kun said indifferently.
"Yes! I'll do it right away!"
The elder was overjoyed, and he quickly summoned the disciples to carefully arrange the two bodies of Manager Du and then hurriedly sent them to Flying Tiger City.
He knew the Gang Leader was doing this because he was wary of that mysterious young man; anyone who could scare the Gang Leader was either a master or someone with a special identity.
In any case, the mysterious young man was not someone to be trifled with.
