There were only three tatami mats in the storage room, which Jiang Li quickly put away into his spatial storage. Hearing the approaching footsteps, everyone changed their shoes and went out.
Jiang Li and Fu Xiaxia dressed in a neutral style and were shorter than Gu Jin and the others, giving the first impression of being two underlings of the four of them.
A short while later, a boisterous man, cursing under his breath, led his men up the stairs.
"Damn it, those two bastards of Chen Dashan are definitely hiding up there!"
A group of people strode up the stairs, and just as they turned the corner, they spotted six people standing at the top of the stairs.
Luo Bocheng squinted and looked around. It wasn't Chen Dashan and Chen Zhihua's two grandsons. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the tall men in front looked unfamiliar, and he guessed that they were from out of town.
Luo Bocheng straightened his back, glanced at the group with disdain, and questioned them.
"Where did you come from? Did you pay protection money? Are Chen Dashan and his men hiding up here?"
Gu Jin glanced coldly down at Luo Bocheng, ignoring his words.
"Hey kids! I see you..."
As Luo Bocheng spoke, he led his brothers behind him to grab their weapons.
Without further ado, Gu Jin and the others pulled out pistols from their pockets and pointed them at them. They were no match for the six of them.
Luo Bocheng, who had just brandished his cleaver, was stunned. Their cleaver had been sharpened just yesterday and was gleaming. It might fool others, but it paled in comparison to the guns in Gu Jin's hands.
Seeing that Luo Bocheng was scared, someone behind him encouraged him.
"Brother, that gun they're carrying is most likely fake, right?"
Regardless of whether it was fake or not, Luo Bocheng didn't dare to gamble with his life.
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