The birthmark on Xiao Hei's wrist was so faint that An Yiqing was startled, she immediately took out a handful of pills and stuffed them into Xiao Hei's mouth without hesitation.
"Swallow them, good boy."
Xiao Hei didn't ask what those things were, swallowed them all at once.
Carefully cradling Xiao Hei's body covered in blood, she turned and walked out. Just as she was about to step out the door, her footsteps paused, and she turned to look at Jiang Xuerou, her watery eyes emitting a cold light.
"Bring her along."
The cold wind blew, Zhang Yufeng and An Zhifeng shuddered, the mistress was angry.
...
An Yiqing holding Xiao Hei, Zhang Yufeng and An Zhifeng paving the way ahead, the two seemed like human shredders, leaving a trail of blood in their wake. Several of them fought their way from the basement to the entrance of the bar, the bar's patrons were scared out of their wits and fled.
An Yiqing, eyes fixed on Xiao Hei, hurriedly dashed out of the bar.
