"Carla, are you okay?" Bell saw the man drag Carla Carr into the private room and lock the door, only hearing the sound of heavy objects being smashed inside.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
It sounded like a glass falling and the smashing of beer bottles.
Carla Carr drank a lot tonight, she must be at a disadvantage.
Bell was almost in tears with urgency: "Call... the police," she hesitated, fearing something would happen to Carla Carr, she reported to the police, claiming there was a sleazy man assaulting and beating a woman at the Imperial Palace.
But just as Bell hung up the phone, she saw a group of people storming into the bar with long knives, heading straight towards them.
"Get away." The man shouted roughly, grabbing Bell and pushing her aside, then he started kicking the door of the Sapphire private room.
"Bang."
"Bang."
"Mao, we're here!"
The bar became somewhat chaotic, the group burst in arrogantly, brandishing knives, scaring some drinkers.
…
Inside the private room.
