The person in charge looked at Ghost Hand suspiciously, and seeing that Ghost Hand had no objections, he hurriedly led Mountain Eagle and Lan Xing towards the surveillance room. After the person in charge left, Ghost Hand looked at Luo Zheng, who nodded, indicating that Ghost Hand need not worry. With Luo Zheng showing no fear of escalation, Ghost Hand felt assured, knowing that Luo Zheng wasn't afraid of causing a scene, he didn't mind either.
"I'll guard the door. Whoever dares ss with us won't get off easily," Snow Leopard said in a deep voice, walking towards the door with a cold face. His brother's fiancée being in trouble had left Snow Leopard fuming with anger, releasing an unintentional aura of icy killing intent. Diners along the way quickly stepped aside, looking at Snow Leopard in surprise, not daring to ask questions.
Simultaneously, in a dimly lit luxury private room, a bunch of people were drinking and singing. A person lay on the sofa nearby—it was Yu Xin. One bald man held up a glass, respectfully saying to a young man, "Young Master, I toast to you. Enjoy yourself. The prey you've set your eyes on is ready, and I've arranged for soone to send her over shortly. Absolutely foolproof."
"You're quite capable. Not bad," the young man said with a faint smile, clinking glasses with him.
At this mont, the music suddenly stopped. The young man frowned, expressing his displeasure. The bald man awkwardly smiled, set down his glass, and said, "Young Master, don't worry, I'll handle it right away." With that, he headed outside.
The bald man opened the door and roared, "Waiter, what's going on? Why's there no music? Do you not want to keep your shop open? Call your manager."
Waiters in the corridor had all run to the hall and ignored the bald man, but his voice carried far. In the hall, Luo Zheng heard the voice sharply, his face turning cold. He turned to look, quickly identifying the direction, and instructed Lan Xue beside him: "Call them, I'm heading over first." With that, he dashed forward, knocking several people aside.
Luo Zheng reached the corridor in a few strides, turned a corner, and saw a bald man getting angry at the door of a private room. He quickly rushed up to him. The bald man dismissively looked at Luo Zheng, who was charging over, and roared, "Are you the manager here? Do you want to keep this shop open or not? What's wrong with the music? Don't believe I'll burn your shop down with fire."
"Smack!" Luo Zheng swung his hand for a slap. Whether he was the culprit or not, anyone boasting like that was no good person. The slap sent the strong, bull-like bald man spinning in place, dizzy and disoriented.
Luo Zheng went up and forcefully pushed, knocking both the man and the door open. The bald man crashed into the coffee table, shattering many wine bottles and glasses with his strong body. Luo Zheng steadied his gaze, seeing soone curled up on the sofa like a lonely and helpless cat. The attire was indeed Yu Xin's. He beca furious, charging in with a quick step.
"Kid, you're looking for death." Soone roared, charging up.
Luo Zheng, already in a fit of rage, confird the identity, and didn't hold back. He kicked, sending the person flying, knocking down several others who tried to join the fray. Luo Zheng quickly darted forward, saw the person curled up, it was Yu Xin, eyes tightly shut, face pale. Luo Zheng hurriedly checked the breathing—still there—he quietly breathed a sigh of relief, glaring coldly at the people in the room.
At this mont, the others in the room reacted, each looking angry. Soone even drew a short knife, ready to attack. Just then, Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard charged in and saw this scene. Quickly reacting, Ghost Hand roared, "You bastards, I'll destroy you all." Charging like a fierce tiger, Snow Leopard went to assist.
These people could not withstand the joint attack of Ghost Hand and Snow Leopard. Both acted out of rage, not holding back, and within monts, several were knocked down, unable to move. Luo Zheng sharply noticed a young man drawing a gun, was startled, raised his hand, and fired.
"Bang!" The crisp sound of gunfire rang out, followed by a heartbreaking scream. The young man who drew a gun was shot in the palm, dropping the gun to the floor and clutching his wound, moaning on the sofa.
The gunshot made everyone involuntarily stop fighting, looking suspiciously at the young man. Ghost Hand noticed the gun on the floor, his anger erupting, and quickly rushed up, picking up the gun and aiming it at the young man, roaring, "You bastard, you're seeking death."
"Wait, don't shoot," the young man cried out painfully, forehead covered in cold sweat.
"Everyone squat down with hands on your head facing the wall, now," Luo Zheng also roared, pointing the gun at others, who were so frightened that they quickly complied, afraid to move.
"Hurry up," Snow Leopard angrily urged, chopping down anyone who dawdled, knocking them unconscious. A sturdy man resisted, but Snow Leopard was full of pent-up anger and in a fit of rage, grabbed a bottle of whiskey nearby and smashed it over. The sound shattered, leaving the opponent bleeding all over, slumping unconscious on the sofa.
Almost simultaneously, Ghost Hand slapped twice, sending the young man spewing blood, and fainting. Others, seeing Snow Leopard so fierce, Ghost Hand not backing down, and soone pointing a gun, were terrified, knowing they had provoked soone they couldn't afford to ss with. They all held their heads against the wall, not daring to move, hearts pounding, faces pale, foreheads covered in cold sweat.
Luo Zheng, seeing the situation under control, turned his attention to Yu Xin, still unconscious. As Ghost Hand, with a cold face, approached, Luo Zheng quickly handed Yu Xin over to him. Ghost Hand picked up Yu Xin, urgently observed for a mont, and roared, "What's going on? Who did this?"
The people facing the wall dared not utter a word. Snow Leopard, angrily, kicked and overturned soone, shouting, "You, speak up, or I'll ruin you. Quick."
"It was him, I had nothing to do with it." The person, seeing Snow Leopard's deadly gaze, trembled, rembering a starving wolf, was terrified, and quickly pointed at the bald man.
Snow Leopard took a quick step towards the bald man, grabbed his collar, and lifted him from the ground, roaring with killing intent, "Spill it, how did you do it?"
"Drugged, using ice water," the bald man, terrified, quickly said, scared out of his wits. They had seen many tough guys on the streets, but these three were unheard of, not only using guns, but with formidable skills, ruthless actions, and a murderous aura chilling to the bone.
Ghost Hand spotted a small iron bucket nearby with ice-cold beer water, grabbed a young man's shirt next to it, tore off a big piece, and applied it to Yu Xin's face. Once wasn't enough, so he did it again. Under the cold water's stimulus, Yu Xin slowly regained consciousness, opened her eyes, and curiously looked around, not understanding what happened, turning to Ghost Hand and asked, "What happened to ?"
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