Seeing the white bag clenched in Long Wu's hand, Zhang Mufeng's complexion changed instantly. Although he knew this punk had popping candy on him, he had not expected the guy to also have flour!
Moreover, this damn fool must have eaten the heart of a bear and the gall of a leopard to dare sell flour inside Myth!
That was tantamount to a death wish!
Everyone in Chuzhe City knew that the boss behind the scenes at Myth hated drugs the most. Therefore, any entertainment venue with 'Myth' in its name maintained a zero-tolerance policy towards drugs. Once discovered, it didn't matter who you were, your hands and feet would be broken and you would be thrown out onto the streets.
At this moment, seeing the flour that Long Wu had taken from that punk, Zhang Mufeng's face became unspeakably grim, "Brother Wu, this has nothing to do with me, I didn't know this guy had flour on him!"
However, at this time, why would Long Wu believe anything Zhang Mufeng said?