Chapter 550 Split This Filth
- The foreman and the crowd stared at Cyrus and Fangfang like they were looking at fools.
- The foreman blew a smoke ring at Cyrus and sneered. “Yo, don’t tell me you’re the hitman Fangfang hired. Ha! That’s freaking hilarious! Fangfang sat here all day and night, telling everyone she’d pay them to kill our boss. And now she really found herself a ‘professional’ killer!”
- “Hello, Mr. Hitman!”