Zhang long made a phone call. In a short time, a group of angry little gangsters came in and carried all the people lying on the ground away. The work efficiency was fairly good. The time before and after was less than an hour. Deng Xiao nodded contentedly. "Zhang long, you need to remember that you are an underground society, not a small gangster. You can see what your people are wearing. There is no taste in the flow."

"this, brother, what do you think about it?" Zhang long also felt that his grade was a little low, especially compared with some large-scale societies, he was just an ant and...