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Upon seeing Cheng Jinyan making a phone call, the man with the scar became apprehensive.
He scoffed audaciously, “Let’s see who you can call. Even if you bring God himself here today, they won’t be able to save you.”
Cheng Jinyan made a phone call: “Yu Si.”
As the man with the scar was standing nearby, he heard Cheng Jinyan address the person on the other end as "Yu Si". He was taken aback. The name sounded familiar.
He remembered it was the name of their gang's branch leader.
“Are you in charge of the Beijing branch? I'm blockaded by your men at the Emperors' Bar. Come and deal with it.” Cheng Jinyan ended the call. He nonchalantly continued conversing with Mo Shu as if nothing had happened.
The man with the scar frowned, a sense of foreboding rising within him.
He couldn't help but size up Cheng Jinyan. However, no matter how he looked, Cheng just seemed like an astute scholar. It appeared that the phone call was just a bluff.
People lied on the ground, machetes and bludgeons by thei
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