Whoosh!
Crack!
An Long dodged swiftly, and Xing Fei's leg chopped down on the dining table, splitting it into two halves.
Crack! Crack!
A loud bone-grinding noise resounded as Mengte De'er smirked coldly at An Long, "I've wanted to beat you up for a long time! Daring to say you'd sell Fei'er off to warm someone's bed, if I don't beat the shit out of you today, then don't call me Mengte De'er!"
Whoosh!
Gale Winds whipped up all around the private room as Mengte De'er shifted.
"Hey! Don't push me!" An Long dodged left and right.
An Long's practical experience was extremely rich, but no matter how strong his experience was, it wasn't stronger than Xing Fei and the others, who had been fighting life-and-death battles since they were young!
Bam! Bam! Bam!
Crack!
"Ouch!"
Sounds of beating and screams filled the room, quickly turning the room into a mess.
Jiang Chen watched, amused, and then softly instructed Xuan Long, "Go talk to the hotel."
