The expressions of the people in the room changed as they looked at the friendly-looking young man who had suddenly pushed the door open.
The man sitting opposite the man in the red suit looked extremely rough. He was the type who looked fierce and not to be trifled with. He seemed to be in a bad mood at the moment, and his eyes were red from losing. Startled, he suddenly slammed his palm on the table, stood up, and cursed, " who the f * ck let you in? don't you know that we're playing cards right now ...
As he cursed, he had already reached for the gun at his waist.
There were two types of people who lived in the wilderness. One was particularly good-tempered, while the other was particularly bad-tempered.
However, before he could pull out the gun from his waist, a cold dagger was suddenly placed in front of his throat. The lizard had followed him into the room and directly restrained the man who was about to pull out his gun.
