"Yes, boss!"
The thugs immediately left with their people.
The auditorium for the underground boxing match was quite large, perhaps able to hold around 2000 people. Finding someone in a short time would not be easy.
Seeing this, Li Xingchang appeared as if he wanted to speak but held back. Finally, he chuckled and said, "Wei is too polite. Actually, as long as Song Shenchuan is dead, I don't have many demands, really!"
Wei Guangqi laughed and said, "Mr. Li, I brought you here today so you could have some fun. If you don't, it won't be fair! Anyone can commit murder. Song Shenchuan only has one life despite his wealth. An assassin can send him back west with a bullet! But what does that achieve? Song Shenchuan caused your group to go bankrupt and embezzled all assets worth billions. Can such hatred be easily calculated?"
Li Xingchang's face looked swollen. Even though he knew Wei Guangqi was lying, he didn't refute it.
Most importantly, he wasn't qualified to refute it now.
