The newcomer's gaze finally settled on Zhong Jiahao, his tone filled with undeniable force: "Young Master Zhong, where are my goods? Are you saying you took the money but don't intend to do the job? Just because your father is Old Master Zhong, you think you can act so unruly in the underworld?"
The visitor's words were full of provocation and threats, and Zhong Jiahao was naturally furious upon hearing them.
He had hoped the transaction would go smoothly, but to his surprise, the goods were lost by his own men right on his own turf.
Now, where am I supposed to get the goods for these gang leaders?
"There was a slight mishap with the goods, and I'm still urgently restocking," Zhong Jiahao said, trying to sound calm and explain the situation.
However, this gang leader was clearly not someone who could be easily fooled; he simply did not believe Zhong Jiahao's story.
He strode over, grabbed Zhong Jiahao by the collar, and yanked him up. His murderous eyes were fixed on Zhong Jiahao: "Do you think I'd believe your lies?"
Zhong Jiahao was being choked and could hardly breathe, but he still stubbornly replied, "Don't believe me? But that's the truth! If you insist on thinking that way, then I'll give you your money back!" In the end, Zhong Jiahao couldn't help but lose his temper.
After all, he was the eldest young master of the Zhong family. When had he ever suffered such humiliation since childhood? Just because the other party was a few notorious drug lords, was he supposed to swallow his anger?
"Refund?"
A malevolent gaze swept over, and a sharp dagger appeared!
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