Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. Then, there was another dull bang. The door of the private room closed and the woman who had been standing at the door was gone.
Almost instantly, another gunshot sounded. One of the armed men's handsome face twitched as he roared,
"Are you all f*cking retarded?"
His subordinates were stunned. "Huh?"
The man stomped his feet in anger. "Chase her!"
The men in the room swarmed out.
"Ah! That's Sister Xing! It's our Sister Xing!"
"Yes! That's right!"
…
In the private room, another man with a gun had a look of doubt on his face.
He looked calmly at the furious man and asked, "Was that Shen Fanxing?"
Qi Mohan then remembered that there was an enemy in the room. He raised his gun and pressed it three inches below the man's navel.
"I'm warning you, she's my woman. If you have any designs on her again, I'll destroy your manhood!"
