If There Was a Feud They Would Take Revenge on the Spot

After she finished her call with Wang Meilin, Meng Qingge turned her head to look at the room she had just been in. There were all kinds of screams of pain coming from there.

"Tell your men to leave!" Meng Qingge frowned slightly, "They are all carrying guns. When the police come, it will be hard to explain."

Ji Wanzhou raised his eyebrows and smiled, "I'm fine."

They got into the car and started the engine, preparing to return to the villa halfway up the mountain.

On the way, Old Hei called. It seemed that he had found out the news.

"Alright, I understand." Ji Wanzhou's eyes narrowed as he listened to Old Hei's report. He then ordered, "Deal with it cleanly."

After hanging up, Ji Wanzhou continued driving.

Meng Qingge glanced at him and asked, "Who gave the instructions behind his back?"

"Ji Mengyao." No emotion could be heard from Ji Wanzhou's voice.