Chapter 410: The Kingpin

At this moment, the members of Black Friday were in a luxurious room in the third basement, which had brown and burgundy as its theme colors. It boasted of a classic, elegant vibe, a perfect match with the black couch which exhibited its opulence and extravagance. And there was a lavish European-style chandelier on the ceiling to top it all off.

A middle-aged man who appeared to be in his forties was sitting on the couch with a cigarette between his fingers which he would take a puff out of every now and then. The thick fumes of smoke that streamed out of his mouth and nostrils made him appear extremely mysterious.

The man was none other than the Huo Qiuzhen, the kingpin of Black Sunday.