Chapter 762: Indiscriminate Killing_1

Beside him, Ye Rongqian watched with a pang of distress, but Ye Rongyu didn't even frown.

He said, "I'll go in and have a good chat with Boss Johnson first. If there's time, let's all have a drink and shoot the breeze together."

The African-American leader nodded decisively and then shoved two fingers into his mouth, blowing a sharp, piercing whistle.

Next came the creaking and groaning sounds.

The rusty yet seemingly very sturdy iron doors slowly opened inward.

Several minutes later, the Ye brothers appeared in a warehouse filled with the sounds of thuds and screams.

The warehouse was very rudimentary, surrounded by overgrown weeds, with the original cement floor almost bursting open to reveal the soil beneath.

A towering black man, around two meters tall with muscles like cast iron, was laughing heartily while continuously beckoning with both hands.