The scene was so bloody that it made people tremble.

"Clang." The blood-stained machete in Mo Youshan's hand suddenly fell to the ground.

His old body softened and he collapsed directly on the ground.

"Uh ah..." Old Mo Youshan burst into tears and looked up to the sky and cried loudly.

His Mo family was completely destroyed.

Guo Shaoze stood there with his fists clenched, his face calm and indifferent, and there was no trace of any emotion.

A generation, the super young master of Fosun Group, at this moment... is forced to this point.

Chen Zongheng slowly blew out a smoke ring, then turned around and left the scene.

The black leather shoes under his feet slowly stepped over the corpses on the ground.

Then, he passed by Guo Shaoze.

"Chen...Zongheng."

At this moment, Guo Shaoze, who had been calm and silent, finally spoke.

Chen Zongheng's footsteps stopped slightly.

"I, Mr. Guo, have remembered what happened today."

Guo Shaoze's voice was calm, but colder than ever before.

What happened today is Guo Shaoze’s shame.

If word spreads, Guo Shaoze's prestige will be completely lost.
Chapter completed!