Ren Feifan did not take it, his face expressionless as he said, "If you want to smoke, you can, I don't need it."
The bodyguard grew anxious because Wang Jianguo had instructed him not to let anyone disturb his good thing with Sun Qingqing before coming here.
The signal he gave earlier was also meant to take this youngster far away.
Since this kid is resistant to gentle persuasion, force will have to be applied.
The bodyguard sneered, "Kid, get a clue. When I ask you to leave, don't make me say it a second time, or else..."
"Get lost!" Ren Feifan said coldly.
Just then, an argumentative noise faintly drifted out from the private room.
The next second, the bodyguard reached out to grab Ren Feifan. Given his level of skill, this youngster definitely wouldn't be able to evade.
"Bang!"
Ren Feifan swung out his fist, without any hesitation!
"Crack."
In an instant, the bodyguard felt a piercing pain sweeping through him.
But it wasn't over yet.
