Li Fei checked the time. Hmm, there's an idiot still waiting for him outside the door. He thought it was time to meet that guy at the hotel entrance.
"Hmm, boss, we're leaving now." Guo Gang and Wu Chang said respectfully, timidly leaving.
Here, Li Fei walked out of the room and headed straight for the entrance of the Carnival Hotel.
The weather outside was a bit chilly, the wind howling, and about thirty or forty young ruffians hugged their arms, shivering in the cold. Yet among the crowd, one figure was particularly conspicuous. This guy stood nearly six-foot-three, and despite wearing a dress, one could still see his robust build, with fierce eyebrows and big eyes, looking utterly vicious.
He was clutching two iron chains, and at the ends of these chains were a black and a yellow Rottweiler. Each was large, like little lions, and those around who saw the Rottweilers, afraid of being bitten, kept their distance. The owner of the Rottweilers was none other than Qiangzi.
