Tang Hao smirked. He grabbed the back of Liu Jiawei's head and slammed it onto the floor.
Liu Jiawei cried out in agony. His nose was crooked and his face was swollen. It was a pathetic sight.
Meanwhile, Zhang Qi was cowering at a corner next to the wall, her face ghastly pale.
Tang Hao pulled Liu Jiawei's hair and lifted his head. He was going to slam his face into the floor again when he heard frantic footsteps from the corridor. Soon, the receptionist and several other people rushed into the room.
One of them looked like the shift supervisor, while the other two people were security guards.
The people were shocked when they saw the scene in the room.
The person who looked like the shift supervisor rushed toward Tang Hao and yelled, "Stop! What are you doing?"
Liu Jiawei responded frantically. "Quick! Arrest him! He… He wants to kill me!"
