He Congming had just sent someone to deal with the follow-up lackey.
The moment he turned around, he received a notice from the police station that one of their strongholds had been destroyed by Bo Zheng and his men. Moreover, a batch of goods he had transported for Ji Ziyin happened to be there. The stronghold had been raided, and his batch of goods had naturally been taken by Bo Zheng.
This batch of goods was no small matter.
It was from the Independent Continent's Ji Family.
When He Congming heard that Bo Zheng had brought people to raid this batch of goods, he suddenly stood up and almost overturned the wine bottle in front of him.
"What's going on!"
His voice was filled with anger. "How did Bo Zheng find out about our stronghold and even took the goods? Why didn't I hear anything in advance?"
The Beijing circle was only so big.
