Yang Cheng frowned slightly, picked up his phone and dialed Kong Lingwen's number. The call went through, but no one answered.
His heart trembled, sensing that something was wrong, and he immediately ran upstairs.
"Sir! What are you doing! Someone stop him!"
The receptionist shouted, and several men jumped out from the side to block Yang Cheng's path.
"Get out of the way!"
Yang Cheng said coldly, exuding a chilling aura.
"Kid, you're quite bold! Do you know whose territory this is? And you dare to cause trouble?"
The tattooed man leading sneered, his eyes full of disdain.
Just as he finished speaking, Yang Cheng suddenly swung a fist and hit him. With a 'bang', the tattooed man fell to the ground.
"Damn! He's a fighter, get him together!"
Several men looked shocked, pulled out folding knives from their waists, and rushed at Yang Cheng.
