"Since Chen Chen that little punk can do it, I can do it too, and even better!"
T-Rex clenched his fists, his face alight with determination, as if he could already see himself standing at the pinnacle of power.
Ma Donghe looked at this once familiar person in front of him, feeling somewhat estranged.
At this moment, T-Rex was blinded by desire and ambition, a stark contrast to the loyal and righteous man he remembered.
"You're not just reminiscing with me, are you…"
Ma Donghe furrowed his brows, his eyes filled with wariness.
"You still have some brains."
T-Rex said arrogantly:
"Taking on the Noah Organization is a sure path to death. Now just obediently tell me the whereabouts of that murderer waving the Three Wolves Gang's flag, and I might just plead for mercy to spare you and your brothers."
Ma Donghe's heart chilled, anger rising once again, and he cursed:
"Do you think I'm as shameless as you, betraying my brothers? Dream on!"
T-Rex was momentarily stunned:
