Ye Fan didn't have enough time to investigate thoroughly. Even if the target at hand wasn't Wang Dongluo, he had to try. Even if it startled the snake, he wouldn't hesitate.
Lu Xiangxiang and the others were missing, their fate unknown. He had to take the risk and make a move.
Even if the current target wasn't really Wang Dongluo, it didn't matter. As long as he could escape and then hide, he could alert Wang Dongluo and possibly find him when the opportunity arose.
"Although I can't fire real bullets to vent my frustration, being able to witness a live erotic scene is also a kind of enjoyment. Let me personally deliver the wine to the boss." A drug dealer took the wine from Ye Fan's hand, smiling strangely.
A sharp blade slipped down from Ye Fan's sleeve, landing in his palm.
The word "boss" from the drug dealer's mouth made Ye Fan's eyes shine; there was no other person this boss could be but Wang Dongluo.
