No matter the reason, Zhang Feng could never let the Mingzhu Clubhouse be shut down.
After all, the matter was too significant, and word would soon spread throughout Zhonghai—the reputation of the Mingzhu Clubhouse would be completely tarnished.
Such consequences were unbearable for him, and the Zhang Family couldn't bear them either.
But faced with the immoveable Wang Zhipeng, who couldn't be out-fought or even swayed by police involvement, and with the intervention of Chen Rong proving fruitless, Zhang Feng found himself momentarily without any solution.
"Boss Zhang, if you don't hand over the murderer, I'll have this clubhouse sealed today."
Wang Zhipeng sneered, feeling utterly fearless with Ye Chen at his side.
Zhang Feng took a deep breath, forcefully suppressed the rage in his heart, whispered a few words into the ear of a man beside him, and then the man quickly left. In a short while, a fiery red Ferrari parked in front of everyone.