When Bi Xia arrived, the people from Nine Pavilion had already surrounded a bar. He took out a mask from a hidden compartnt in the car and threw it to Wei Ming, "Put it on, so you won’t be recognized."
Wei Ming glanced at the silver-white mask, narrowed his eyes slightly, and put it on without saying a word. For a mont, a cool sensation spread throughout his body, but it made him feel refreshed.
"Boss."
"Boss."
"Pavilion Master."
"Pavilion Master."
Bi Xia nodded slightly and walked over to ng Chi, who said, "The tigress has been sent to Dream Drunk, she’s being entertained now. It’s been confird that it’s that woman causing all the trouble. The recent issues Nine Pavilion faced were all her doing."
With a slight squint of his eyes, Bi Xia coldly curled his lips, "Seems like this woman has so skills."
But it’s a sha, Qing City only needs one leader. With Bi Xia here, there’s no room for anyone else.
"Xiao," Bi Xia turned his head towards Ye Xiao beside him, "You and Wang Xing go in and clear out the innocents. But if you let any relevant person escape, you know my rules."
Ye Xiao touched his mask and winked at Bi Xia, "Don’t worry, Boss, leave it to ."
With that, he waved to Wang Xing and led two teams into the bar.
Bi Xia then looked at Zhao Ze and Cheng Xin’er, and said mischievously, "How about it, wanna join?"
Cheng Xin’er’s eyes lit up, "Of course!"
Zhao Ze glanced at Ye Xiao walking into the bar, then looked back at Cheng Xin’er, thought for a mont, and finally looked up at Bi Xia with determination, "Boss."
Receiving two guns from ng Chi, Bi Xia tossed them to Zhao Ze and Cheng Xin’er, "Know how to use these?"
Zhao Ze and Cheng Xin’er nodded. Cheng Xin’er smiled, "We’re both mbers of the shooting club."
Hearing this, Bi Xia couldn’t help but laugh, raising his hand to pat Cheng Xin’er’s head, "This ti, it’s not hitting targets, but people."
Seeing Cheng Xin’er’s stunned expression, Bi Xia turned to Zhao Ze, "Take care of Cheng Xin’er."
Zhao Ze nodded, and Bi Xia regained his cold deanor, "Zhao Ze, Cheng Xin’er, you two go to the back door of the bar with Wang Yue. Block any possible escape routes. If anyone escapes, you’ll face the pavilion rules."
Watching Zhao Ze and the others leave with three teams, Bi Xia raised his eyes to the entrance of the bar and suddenly said to ng Chi, "Chi, I think it’s ti we got ourselves another bar. What do you think?"
ng Chi chuckled softly, "Why stop at a bar? I think it’s ti we expanded our territory."
The two exchanged a smile, waved a hand, "The rest of you, follow ."
Bi Xia turned slightly to look at the silent Wei Ming beside him, "Ming, just so you know, wearing my mask ans you’re one of mine. I don’t ask you to take my side, but my only request is not to get in my way."
Wei Ming patted Bi Xia’s shoulder, "Don’t worry."
Bi Xia noticed that Wei Ming’s voice had changed from a youthful and clear tone to a rough and hoarse sound.
Raising an eyebrow slightly, Bi Xia laughed quietly, "Interesting."
anwhile, the woman who had just been identified jumped up, ready to head towards the door with her people. However, as soon as they stepped outside, they ran straight into Bi Xia, who had been waiting there.
The woman’s eyes widened instantly as she stared at the young man with a golden half-mask across from her. He stood nonchalantly against the wall, his cold, starry eyes casually landing on her, "So, you’re the one ssing with Nine Pavilion?"
As he raised his chin, Nine Pavilion’s people stepped forward to push the woman into a private room. But just as they moved, the bodyguards behind the woman raised their guns, all pointing at Bi Xia.
ng Chi’s eyes turned cold, he aid his gun at the woman, and said harshly, "Put down your guns."
But Bi Xia just smiled slowly, "Since when did guns beco so common, everyone has one..."
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