Xiao Ling made his move, knocking down two strong men, causing a commotion that instantly drew the attention of everyone in the hall.
The people who were dancing also stopped immediately.
Nobody knew what happened?
But Zhu Zirui is the black—underworld prince, and everyone more or less feared Zhu Zirui, so they didn't dare to come close.
Seeing his two subordinates knocked to the ground by Xiao Ling, Zhu Zirui's face instantly turned unsightly, gloomy like a sky covered with dark clouds.
Everyone felt that a storm was about to come.
This Zhu Zirui has always been rampant in Shencheng, bullying men and women, wanton and arrogant that is just routine.
Now his two men were hit by Xiao Ling, can Zhu Zirui just let it go?
Anger flashed in Zhu Zirui's eyes as he looked at Xiao Ling and sneered coldly: "I didn't expect there was someone in Shencheng who dares to hit my men, hehe, it seems my face doesn't count for much after all."
