"Heh... Hehe..."
Li Changhe sneered, scoffing, "Flying Tiger, what else did your boss Zhou say?"
Has Flying Tiger lost his mind?
If Zhou Yuan hadn't been blown to bits, would Zhang Zhenye and these turncoats have come over to beg for forgiveness?
The news had made it clear that no signs of life were found in the ruins of Emperor Number.
In plain terms, he was blasted to ashes!
"Boss Zhou also said that once he gets here, he'll kill you first, you old bastard, for daring to mess with the share transfer agreement!"
Flying Tiger roared furiously, "You're really asking for it!"
He was a coarse man, not good at much, but cursing people out was certainly his forte.
In the past, he indeed had to act subservient in front of these people, but ever since he had followed Zhou Yuan, even Zhang Daya had to greet him with a smile!
"Hahaha..."
Li Changhe laughed wildly, "Then let Zhou Yuan come back from the dead and find me!"
He didn't believe the news could be wrong.