Chapter 839 My Dad Is Ma Gang!
- Inside the restaurant, a lean man in his thirties walked out. He held a walkie-talkie, a light sheen of sweat on his forehead. Clearly he’d been busy and only came down after getting the message.
- The moment he saw a few punk kids at the door, irritation flickered across his face. But good professional training kept him from snapping.
- A waiter rushed up and quickly explained what had happened.