Zhenxi.
Huang Family.
Huang Wu was resting with his eyes closed amidst the swirling smoke.
Opposite him sat a person, none other than Long Zimo.
However, Long Zimo was not in a good state at the moment.
He was bound to a chair, his mouth taped shut; his eyes were bloodshot, veins popping on his face as he kept whining about something!
"Hu!"
Huang Wu stood up, crushing the cigarette butt in the ashtray, got up, walked over to Long Zimo, and looked down at him with a condescending attitude, "You really are something, my men hadn't even gone looking for you, and here you are, walking right into the net!"
"Wu wu wu!"
Long Zimo kept roaring, but couldn't utter a single word.
"Want to talk? I'll allow you to speak, it's fine."
Huang Wu reached out to tear off the tape sealing Long Zimo's mouth but suddenly stopped halfway, tilted his head, and then said to Long Zimo,
