What do you mean?
It means you've gotten yourself into deep shit!
Faced with Cui Jiayi's panicked question.
The young man surnamed Chu dared not respond.
His violently trembling body was kneeling on the ground in fear.
The moment the term "Master Ze" was shouted out, he deeply lowered his head.
In an instant, the sweat on his forehead began to drip onto the ground.
He ignored the young man surnamed Chu.
Nor did he look at Cui Jiayi.
Li Qiuzhe turned his back on a number of stern men behind him.
He waved his hand, "Take care of those wearing sunglasses!"
"Yes, Master Ze!"
The stern men responded in unison.
The next second, they rushed forward.
Thud thud thud—
Bam bam bam—
The sound of fists hitting flesh rang out.
In less than a minute.
Moans echoed everywhere.
None of the twenty trained, suited tough guys were left standing.
"Alright, now we can have a pleasant chat!"
