Zhang Shoude's face flushed a deep crimson. He slammed his palms on the table and rose to his feet, ignoring the gunmen standing behind him.
"Qian Zilai, do you honestly think this military district belongs to your family, to be taken over on a whim? Have you no idea of your own weight? You talk big without even fearing you'll bite your tongue!"
Qian Zilai raised his palm and made a shooting gesture toward Zhang Shoude.
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