Chapter 635: You Said Ten or So. How Come There Are Over Twenty Pig Heads Alone?

Andrew Shuter stomped onto the coffee table and sprang in a single stride to his subordinate. His hand snapped out, and a brutal slap cracked across the man's face. "Speak like a damn human being!" "Pilgrim Saint and the Calabash Brothers? What's wrong with your head?" The man clutched his cheek, eyes watering as he protested, "Boss, I didn't explain it clearly. It was a few guys wearing Pilgrim Saint and Calabash Brothers masks. They came to rob our place…" Rage flared in Andrew Shuter's eyes. If...