Sun Hongyang left the gathering and went to a nearby bar.
In the private room, Sun Hongyang had quite a few drinks.
"Song Qingya, you fucking bitch, I've chased you for so long, and you actually called me a hooligan. Just wait until I kill Xu Yang, then I'll get you in bed!"
Sun Hongyang clenched his teeth in rage.
Originally, he had wanted to pursue Song Qingya by normal means.
Now, it seemed that normal means would not suffice.
But to give up was absolutely impossible.
To get Song Qingya, he could only resort to other methods.
But first, he needed to deal with Xu Yang.
The humiliation of today, it was all brought by Xu Yang, and he yearned to tear him to pieces.
At that moment, the door of the private room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man walked in.
"Young Master Sun, you said you had a matter to discuss with me?"
The middle-aged man was the bar owner, named Lei Qingze, a fierce figure in Harbor City's underworld.
