The subordinate sensed the restlessness in the air and asked him cautiously, "Deputy Hall Master, should we send someone else?"
The tattooed man, who was the man who had blocked the old house and almost fought with Ji Nan, gritted his teeth and said, "Go!"
Someone in the third hall was trying to persuade them anxiously.
"Deputy Hall Master, the other party is well prepared. Shouldn't we continue to send people over to help them?"
"yes."
"I also think we should slow down."
"… "
That person's words were echoed by many people.
The tattooed man ignored him and looked at him with a cold face: "Can you think of a better way?"
“…” Who can help
The man who said he would take another look shut up.
The tattooed man then looked around at everyone. His temples bulged, veins on his forehead were bulging, and he looked violent and uneasy. "I also know that there is something fishy going on at the Bay Terminal, but we have no way out!"
His words struck everyone's heart.
The originally uneasy atmosphere became even heavier...
The people in the three halls all believed that the Ji family was now extremely vulnerable. Their hall was the strongest and although it was rash to take the lead in this matter, they would be able to reap the greatest benefits.
Who would have known that in the blink of an eye they would become fish on the chopping board waiting to be slaughtered.
Time passes by every second.
The fourth group of people was sent out two hours ago.
Under normal circumstances, those people should have fired flares to report the situation at the dock to them.
However, there was a drizzle outside and the sky was always covered with dark clouds, making it gloomy and unclear.
The bay pier in the distance seemed to be shrouded in drizzle and could not be seen clearly except for the initial explosion.
There was no movement. Again there was no movement.
The last elites of the three gangs led by the tattooed man were lurking at the edge of a bend 20 kilometers away from the bay pier, using telescopes to try their best to see the situation over there clearly.
The cold rain poured down on their faces, extinguishing their last hope.
"Deputy Hall Master, Zheng An and the others probably won't be coming back."
Zheng An was the leader of the fourth group of people they sent out. He was also the elite among the elites of the three halls and had been properly trained.
However, once he stepped into the Bay Wharf, such a person was like a stone sinking into the sea and could not send out any signal...
The tattooed man felt a chill running up from the soles of his feet to his tailbone, all the way to his brain... He looked extremely embarrassed, and in his mind he kept wondering who were the people lying in ambush at the Bay Pier.
"Deputy Hall Master, what should we do next?"
The rest of the people looked at him.
"Why don't we go back first."
The tattooed man was soaked all over.
Under everyone's gaze, he slowly put down the telescope in his hand, shook his head, gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go, I'll go and take a look myself! I want to see who is playing tricks!"
The rest of the people had already been frightened by these groups of people who had gone out and never returned. They had cowering expressions on their faces and looked at each other, not wanting to go.
The tattooed man was in a messy mood and didn't have the patience to motivate them. He just said, "If we don't succeed this time, we will die. You don't think the tribe leader doesn't know about it yet!"
"We... have no way out!"
This time the tone was more serious than last time.
The others were still holding on to a lucky break, but after hearing what he said, they realized that there was no way out and they could only go down this path to the end.
At this time, someone in the crowd whispered something.
"If we had known this would happen, why would we cooperate with the Kiwanis Club and betray our family?"
(End of this chapter)