97 Storm

In his mountain mansion, Pang Rulie sucked in a mouthful of smoke from the tobacco pipe with vicious force.

"Master, do you think Huo Chong will agree to your request?" The maid who was massaging his shoulders with her small hands asked him, "He's a big figure; don't you think it's hard to enlist his help to deal with a small shop?"

"Huo Chong is a guy who won't show his hand unless there's a big reward for him." While blowing out a puff of white smoke, Pang Rulie said slowly, "If this small shop is indeed what it seems, he wouldn't make a move.

"However, this guy has many spies, and I'm afraid that he got wind of it earlier than us." Pang Rulie smirked. "In fact, he has been craving for the stuff in this small shop... He just doesn't dare to reach out his hand!

"Now that such a good opportunity presented itself, I'm sure he will join us as long as the reward is big enough!"

Pang Rulie sneered as he said.

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