Changlin Factory.

In the past two days, Lu Dapao, Liu Cheng, and others hadn't had proper sleep, waiting in extreme agony.

"Damn it, why isn't there a result yet?" Liu Cheng stood in the factory, roaring angrily: "Shouldn't we do something?"

"But, Brother Chuan hasn't arrived yet," Lu Dapao said.

"Who cares about that!" Liu Cheng, furiously said: "We should just go to the police station ourselves and demand an explanation."

"What are you babbling about!" Huang Bo and several underlings rose up with a slam, shouting angrily: "Liu Cheng, take back what you just said."

"Did I say anything wrong?" Liu Cheng snorted coldly, Liu Cheng was on good terms with Zhou Kai, seeing Zhou Kai locked up in the police station, he naturally couldn't stand it. Liu Cheng looked seriously at everyone and said: "Last time, we could have brought Zhou Kai back. But what about Lin Chuan? He actually retreated because he listened to that policewoman's words. Tell me, if he's not a coward, what is he?"

"Brother Chuan must have his own reasons," Lu Dapao retorted and said: "Please don't slander Brother Chuan, otherwise, that's making an enemy of us."

Upon hearing this, Liu Cheng felt afraid inside, but his mouth refused to give in: "What? You dare to act but not to be spoken of? You guys are really too much, what benefits did Lin Chuan offer you to make you so blindly loyal to him? Loyal like dogs."

"Fuck, what the hell are you talking about!" This time Huang Bo wasn't stuttering, he swung up an iron rod and charged over.

"Stop." Lu Dapao quickly blocked Huang Bo and said, "Liu Cheng, let me tell you, everything we have is given by Brother Chuan, we can make money, we can realize the value of our lives, all thanks to Brother Chuan's help. If not for him, maybe we're still being lackeys for others, holding down turf . Without him, it would also be impossible to earn tens of thousands a month. You joined us late, naturally, you don't know about Brother Chuan's deeds, so, we don't blame you."

"Hmph!" Liu Cheng snorted disdainfully, flicking his cigarette, extremely contemptuous.

Just then, Lin Chuan walked in from outside, a black overcoat making him look exceptionally dominant, underneath was a jacket with a white shirt inside. He wore slim-fit pants and half-worn leather boots on his feet. A cigarette dangled from his lips.

Seeing this, everyone jumped down from the shabby machines inside the factory, stunned and gobsmacked.

Lin Chuan's demeanor was simply a replica of the gangsters of the old days. That posture, that momentum, that lethal gaze, weathered, filled with melancholy, filled with the vicissitudes of the seas and fields, more like a calm, age-old dry well.

"Wow, Brother Chuan, you're so cool," Lu Dapao exclaimed.

Liu Cheng said with contempt: "Busy putting on a show, not busy saving a person."

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