At this moment, Murong Hai was in the luxurious box at the end of the corridor, leaning on the sofa smoking a cigar, smugly looking at the contract in his hand, with two scantily clad women beside him massaging his legs.
"Hmph! Competing with me for territory, are you even qualified?"
He sneered, picked up the wine on the table, and drank it all in one go, his expression filled with malice.
Boom! Boom!
There were a few muffled noises from outside, and Murong Hai's expression suddenly changed, secretly thinking something was wrong, he quickly pressed the emergency button under the table.
The next second, the box door was kicked open with a bang, and Yang Cheng walked over slowly through the smoke and dust, his tall figure with dark eyes, exuding a powerful aura that instinctively made people feel fear.
Seeing the bodyguards lying behind him, Murong Hai knew the visitor was hostile and was about to ask who he was, when Chu Xiaoyu walked out from behind him.
