At this moment, no one cared about Li Feihong.
Black Dragon, Quick Blade Nineteen Brothers, War Axe, these mob leaders were discussing together.
Because there were too many people, no one wanted to take the lead. Being the first to act might not bring any advantages; if something goes wrong, others might take advantage instead.
So, the big gangs didn't move. The other medium and small gangs were anxious but even more hesitant to act recklessly.
In this situation, daring to make a rash move was akin to courting death, wasn't it?
War Axe, with the worst temper and the least patience, said to Black Dragon, "How long are we going to wait? If that kid isn't in there, we'll become a laughing stock."
Black Dragon didn't say a word, but the leader of the Quick Blade Nineteen Brothers spoke up: "What do you mean?"
War Axe shouted, "No more waiting, let's go in together. Whoever finds him first gets him."
