Once he got into the Mercedes, Wang Bao lit up a Havana cigar, took a deep puff, and suddenly blew out a misty ring of smoke, the corner of his mouth revealing a cold sneer, "Heh, the Qin family, the Wu family, what of them? They're all just coming to die."
The confidant who was driving furrowed his brows, asking in confusion, "Brother Leopard, are you really planning to give the money Master Wei gave you to that old man inside?"
Wang Bao's face suddenly darkened as he scolded, "Idiot, that's my master, talk nonsense again and I'll cut off your tongue. Do you know who my master is? He is a Martial Emperor master, do you understand what that means?"
"I don't know," the loyal underling shook his head.
"If my master assists me, not to mention dominating just little Ta County, even ruling over Han City would be no issue at all," said Wang Bao with a cold laugh.
The confidant's face showed a look of shock.
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