Chapter 31
Author: Inkspill
last update2026-10-13 14:12:44

Meanwhile, in front of Rhys's rented building, Ferran had returned with two hundred members of the Tiger Fang Gang.

This time, he hadn't come alone.

The gang members surrounded the building, holding guns, cutlasses, and batons. Some kicked over rubbish bins while others struck their weapons against the walls, creating a terrifying commotion that attracted the attention of everyone nearby.

Residents rushed out of their apartments to see what was happening. Some immediately retreated inside wh
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