"That kid was just a stupid young man, but he was very good at fighting! I didn't have many people with me at that time, so I suffered a loss!" Feng Quanhao explained.
"Really? Where is it? I'll go there now!" The voice on the phone seemed a little angry: "You dare to touch even my nephew, you are really looking for death!"
"That boy should still be in a state of grandeur. Uncle, I'll go there first. Hurry up!"
"Wait, wait, wait!" The voice on the microphone obviously hesitated: "You said that boy is in a state of grandeur?"
"That's right!" Feng Quanhao said.
"Xiao Hao, have you checked the origin of that person? I know this is a magnificent place. The backstage is very tough. No one with any influence can get in. Moreover, the people inside are all high-class children. Is it possible that they are so...
Haven’t I ever helped you?”
After all, Feng Quanhao's uncle was a promiscuous person and was much more cautious in his thinking than Feng Quanhao. It only took him a while to realize that something was wrong.
"Uncle, I won't be able to tell you clearly for a while, but you must help me anyway!" Feng Quanhao said anxiously.
"Okay then! I can go over with you first to see if your dad knows about this?"
"I don't know yet! I don't dare to say."
"Okay! Xiaohao, let me go with you first to find out his background. As long as he has no power in Macau, I will deal with him!"
"Okay! Uncle, I'll go there first!"
Hearing his uncle's affirmative answer, Feng Quanhao's mood instantly improved.
"Mu Chen, just wait to die!" A look of resentment flashed in Feng Quanhao's eyes.
After putting down the phone, Feng Quanhao's uncle Li Dalong also fell into deep thought.
The forces in Macau are complex. He knows better than anyone else that there is a subtle connection between gangs. It would be really difficult to beat Feng Quanhao, that kid who has some influence in Macau.
After much consideration, he decided to go there first to see the situation. If it was really difficult to solve the problem, he would have no choice but to call Feng Quanhao's father.
At this moment, Mu Chen had already returned to the hotel, completely unaware that a disaster was coming quietly, but it was not him who was unlucky.
Outside the magnificent clubhouse.
The fat man and the thin monkey were helping each other out. Both of them had drunk a lot and were a little drunk. However, before they had gone far, they were blocked by a burly man with tattoos.
