Chapter 33 Dare You Put on Air Again?

Longevity Hall laughter, a lively and festive scene, suddenly sounded such a voice, making the entire Longevity Hall as if the pause button was pressed, suddenly silent.

The next second, everyone's eyes, in unison, fell on the leopard-print man, and the group of people he brought with him, finding these people each wearing a black uniform. Most of them had tattoos, or yellow hair, or brush cut, or bald. 'Gangsters!'

As long as they were not stupid, they would be able to realize it at a glance.

"Weldon, go ask around and see what's going on." Frank lowered his voice and looked to Weldon.

"Yes, Grandpa!" Weldon loved to be ordered around by his grandfather, and he felt that this was a sign of his trust, so he got up with his chopsticks and walked over to him.

"Bro, which gang are you from?" With a smile on his face, he asked a mouthful towards the leopard-print inch-headed man leading the group.

But what he didn't expect was a scolding.