Billionaire God of War

It wasn't just them. Zhang Cheng was waiting. All the big shots of Shengcheng's illegal circle were waiting.

Donghai was like this big piece of fatty meat dangling in front of them but they could only see it and not eat any. This was a very upsetting situation indeed.

Donghai was now undergoing rapid development and the situation was changing almost every day. If they missed their chance now, it could be difficult to get in later. Lin Wu's leg couldn't be healed completely, but at least he could walk. He hobbled along and his face was filled with anger all the time.

"No sound from Master Fu?" he just had to ask.

"Nothing," Gao Fei shook his head. "He's still chanting sutras, eating vegetarian meals and reading everyday."

This didn't sound like what the leader of the illegal circle of Shengcheng would be doing, but Master Fu was that leader.

"What about Masquerade Club?"

"I heard that someone from the north came by. But he only came for one day, did nothing and left."

Lin Wu found it hard to sit still. Gao Fei was equally restless. They looked for Zhang Cheng to find that he couldn't sit still either.

At this rate, they were going to lose their chance.

A lot of the bosses in Shengcheng's illegal circle were just looking on. But everyone knew that if they just kept on looking on like this, they would all lose their chance. Zhang Cheng made a call to the bosses and asked them to come along to Masquerade Club and look for Master Fu to ask about what to do.

At Masquerade Club.

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Shengcheng.

wine, beautiful women, paintings, antiques,

information here. You could buy information on absolutely anything here, unless

enter this club. Without an invitation, you couldn't even step past the main door. So most people had only heard of it but had never

had come along with the other

they didn't

piece of meat like Donghai, but there was no problem

of them entered the club and were seated in a small room. Someone

started drinking the tea. This tea was worth a million bucks, so it would be a terrible

appear and some of them

is Master

a middle aged man standing there. His hair was slightly white but he still looked very alert. He was Master Fu's butler, and everyone only knew his surname was Zhao but nobody knew the rest of his name. He was also

bosses had

chanting sutras," said Butler Zhao with a

half closed.

don't I bring another pot of

pot was just to give Master Fu business, but two