Zhang Xiaohao led the two women towards the Yinuo Qianjin Club.
Leaving a crowd of spectators, jaw-dropped in shock.
"No way! The legendary bodyguards of Yinuo Qianjin, who can take on ten guys as if it were merely a game and each of them experienced fighters, just got dropped to the ground like vegetables? That's way too weak!"
"Has the security at Yinuo Qianjin seriously declined? Were they really sent packing by this pretty boy?"
"Damn! Was Brother Guang also finished off like a dead dog? Am I still dreaming?"
A group of people vigorously rubbed their eyes, speaking in disbelief.
...
Zhang Xiaohao led the two women into the Yinuo Qianjin Club.
Smack smack smack...
Just as they entered, soft clapping arose from a sofa.
A handsome young man with delicate features was calmly sitting on the couch, legs crossed. Behind him, two beautiful young girls massaged his shoulders and back.
Around him stood four elderly men.
