Bang...
A shot was fired, and the bullet struck the faltering Think Tank, killing him instantly. Think Tank collapsed, and Zhang Bufen was terrified, his soul scattering. Nearby, guards tightly protected Zhang Bufen and frantically shot toward Zhang Dadan and his group, trying to use firepower to get Zhang Bufen onto a truck.
Zhang Bufen jumped onto the truck, and his followers quickly boarded. Over two hundred rushed over in a hurry, but only about twenty hurried away. Although more than a hundred didn't die, Zhang Bufen had already abandoned them. This was a significant blow to them.
Sitting on the truck, Zhang Bufen was restless, angrily saying, "Who in the world are these people?!"
"Big Brother, aren't they from the Fierce Tiger Gang?" a little brother quickly asked.
"No, it couldn't possibly be the Fierce Tiger Gang!" Zhang Bufen said through clenched teeth. "They must be a third party."
"Ah? Then... who could it be?" his followers were puzzled.
