Hearing the voice, several people turned their heads to look down the corridor.
The door to room number 6 was half-open, and the sound was coming from that room.
"Is this what you call 'voluntary'?" Jiang Chen's expression darkened, and he shouted.
"Kid, this is none of your business, get lost!" The four black-clad men responsible for blocking the way all surrounded Jiang Chen.
Rip!
"Ah! Don't come here... Help!" A faint sound of tearing clothes came through, followed by a woman's shrill cry for help.
Bang!
A muffled sound came as the door was forcefully closed, shutting the girl's cries inside the room.
"Bastards! You just stand by and watch?" Jiang Chen shouted again, giving these security personnel from Tianxiang Entertainment one last chance.
"Get lost! Kid, this is Longteng Group's turf. Stop causing trouble here. If you don't leave now, don't blam NBA All-Star Weekend us for not being polite!" One black-clad man bellowed.
