He hung up the phone, and then by dint of memory, he dialled the number of Scar : “Scar, Ye Feng this side, come over to Baoshan Town of Nagang Village, to pick me up.”
When Scar heard the voice of Ye Feng, he became extremely happy, however, suddenly he calmed down, and with a dignified tone, said: “Ye elder brother, Yanjing had an accident! We must hurry back ……”
“What’s the matter?”
Ye Feng frowned.
“Song Hu, that guy betrayed us!”
Scar said bitterly.
As soon as Ye Feng heard that, his look became dignified.
Song Hu, wasn’t he that squared face man, to whom Scar handed over the complete management of Heavenly Sword Gang, at the time when they were leaving Yanjing? Ye Feng still remembered that this guy had a nephew, that youth in western-style clothing, whom he had met on the train, and had also beaten him. But still he was not quite convinced about this news.