Cai Guangwei rejoiced. As long as his elder brother made his move, Chen Xuan was destined to die!
At this moment, Cai Heihu was more concerned about another matter. "Damn, what's going on with Curly Hair and his crew? Is killing one person really that difficult!"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a voice came from outside, "Brother Hu, Brother Curly Hair and the others are back!"
Subsequently, over twenty of Cai Heihu's top fighters walked in.
However, when everyone got a clear look at them, they were all stunned.
Each of these elite fighters was seriously injured, limping and staggering, and in the middle of them was Curly Hair's body being carried in; the sight was simply too dreadful to witness.
"What happened to you guys? Is Cui Fengjiu dead?" Cai Heihu, with bulging eyes, demanded.
The elite fighters, frightened, quickly knelt down and said with gloomy faces, "Brother Hu, we failed!"
After that, the elite fighters narrated what had happened that day.