The Secret Successor

CHAPTER 371

The four thugs that ran away from Tom’s house at four in the morning were not some random thugs. They were called the Four Perils, known to make even the crying children and ranting grandmothers shut their unbearable mouths. However, right now, they looked ashamed because they were scared away by a mere dog. The only relief was that this happened at a time when nobody had seen them, or they would have suffered a greater loss of face.

Nevertheless, they were still frustrated for having failed the mission.

“We took the advance. We said we’d kill the two of them,” one of the guys said. “If we don’t finish our jobs before the sun rises, then we might lose our heads.”

Since their task was given by a bigger gangster, they felt anxious right now.

Just then, a limousine went past their car at a slow pace. Naturally, their eyes focused on that luxury blue car with golden painting at its edges. “Which rich fuck is driving around in this shitty neighborhood at this hour?”

“Perhaps, they must be