Xiangfeng Mountain, seventeen kilometers away from the Old Chenghuang Dock, is one of Jiangling City's famous 3A-grade scenic spots.
Lige drove the car near Xiangfeng Mountain and found a tap to connect; he washed away all the blood inside the car and then he finally felt a bit more at ease.
Actually, just like his underlings, he had never done this kind of thing before.
It's just that he was a bit bolder, knowing if Du Xiaoshuai didn't die, he would never be able to spend that money in peace.
Lige waved his hand, gathering his three subordinates together, "Xiao Chen, Xiao Ding, Xiao Lu, I'll transfer 2 million to each of you. From now on, we don't contact each other!"
Upon hearing they each had two million to spend, the three subordinates' eyes lit up immediately, hurriedly responding, "Alright, Lige. We'll listen to you."
"Mm."