"Who the hell were you ordering to lick before? How about you lick my shoes now?!"
Chun Tianle spoke with a domineering tone, his roar like thunder that frightened the young thug into scurrying around. He scrambled up, fell to his knees and begged for mercy, "Stop hitting, stop hitting me, I was wrong, I'll lick, I'll lick..."
Chun Tianle threw another punch straight toward his nose, "I wouldn't even want you to lick, your saliva is disgusting!"
Just when things were getting out of hand, a group of people dressed in all black rushed into the bar from the entrance, and they were all holding guns. The person leading the group shouted, "Nobody move! Everyone put your hands on your head and squat down!"
The scene was already quite thrilling, but now with these people pointing guns, many women started screaming hysterically, trembling as they held their heads and squatted down.
