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In the hotel, Zheng Wei looked at Hart, who was receiving treatment, and asked, "Young Master, are you sure Xiao Chen will send someone over?
They should have sent someone by now if they really intended to."
Hart sneered, "It seems they're not taking our threat seriously, but that's even better. How can I be comfortable without spilling blood?
Since they won't send the person over, everyone should rest well, and tomorrow morning we'll bloodbath the street where the Dark Moon Club is located.
I want to make Xiao Chen pay dearly and be condemned by everyone."
"Exactly, this is also our chance to establish our power, to make everyone in Xiongcheng City know how dreadful we are."
Zheng Wei gritted his teeth and said, "The whole city of Xiongcheng should tremble with fear at the sound of our name."
A night without conversation.
After a night of treatment, Hart's burns had receded, but the murderous aura in his eyes had intensified.