Fear

Lei Hu had already thrown the Gang Master's chair to the side.

He faced the wall and stood quietly. His right hand pressed against the pulse of his left hand with a solemn expression.

On the wall opposite him hung a huge painting that was as tall as a person. On it was a fierce black tiger that raised its head to the sky, as if it was roaring.

Suddenly, dong dong dong.

Old Wolf walked in quickly, his footsteps making hurried sounds.

However, when Lei Hu heard his footsteps, his face turned pale. His body swayed slightly, as if he had suffered a huge disappointment.

"Gang Master, as you expected, the gang members guarding the door have all been defeated. That masked man in black has already entered."

A strong unwillingness appeared in Lei Hu's eyes. He asked as if he did not give up, "Is that person injured?"

Old Wolf shook his head solemnly. "I saw blood on him, but it doesn't seem to be his own."