Ghost Fox narrowed his long eyes, his sharp gaze sweeping Fatty Hu twice.
This rude demeanor was far from the image he imagined of a mastermind capable of stirring up chaos in East Capital.
But he didn't show any difference, he simply spoke coldly:
"Did you bring the item I wanted?"
Fatty Hu heard this, and slapped the blue bag on his shoulder with his palm.
"The item is in the bag."
He shouted loudly:
"Where's Li Jie? I need to see him first to ensure he is intact before giving you the list."
Ghost Fox sneered at this, his eyes revealing undisguised disdain:
"The list originally belonged to us, the Black Shark. You Illuminati broke the rules first, what do you have to negotiate with me now?"
Li Fei immediately stepped forward, clenched his fist, and roared:
"If my master brother is dead, you can forget about getting the list, we'll go down together!"
Ghost Fox leaned on the window sill, the wind making his black trench coat flap loudly.
