Chapter 551 Yang Fei's Value

On a private island in the West, there lay a stronghold of the Smith family.

Nord Smith's face darkened as he hung up the phone, his deep blue eyes flashing with two cold gleams, his malevolence piercing the sky.

His most beloved son, Will, had been dead for several months. According to the most reliable intelligence, Will had died at the hands of the former leader of the International Madman Organization, the Madman King, a young man known to the world as Boss Tang, whose real name was Yang Fei. On this recent venture deep into the heart of Japan, his own men and those allies from Japan had failed to capture him, an utterly worthless bunch.

Just now, he had called his allies in Japan, instructing them to hold the Divine Continent Martial World accountable for Yang Fei's intrusion into Japan and his interference in the internal conflicts of the Japan Martial World, but his allies in Japan asked him to wait, saying the time was not yet ripe.

The time was not yet ripe, my ass.