Vrooooom!

Loud crackles could be heard in the gloomy sky…

Fifteen minutes later, eight Land Cruisers zoomed right to the entrance of the abandoned villa.

Gangsters with colorful hair, piercings, and tattoos all over were roaming around the courtyard.

Those usually arrogant gangsters all trembled in their boots after seeing a few dozen strong men in black suits before they stumbled out of the place.

There was no other choice!

They knew that the men were clearly owned by a powerful master, so why would they even go against them in the first place?

Let alone the loaded firearms in their hands…

Before three minutes had passed, the men had already taken control of the whole place.

After knowing where the men came from, the gangsters who owned the place could only smile while standing on the side.

The young lord of the Yorks of Hong Kong had business here. Surely the gangsters would not even dare go against him.

Hong Kong and Las Vegas were either governed by the Briewood Gang or