Song Yunuan didn't even turn her head, she simply waved her hand and slapped the closest bodyguard, who was trying to take advantage, sending him flying.
Yes, flying.
He flew backwards for over ten meters before landing heavily, then spat out a mouthful of fresh blood.
The others were kicked away one by one by her foot, yet even this didn't interfere with her play.
Everyone was utterly shocked and dumbfounded.
The noisy entertainment hall was at this moment so quiet you could hear a pin drop.
It was as if you could even hear a heartbeat.
Song Yunuan was cool and thoroughly enjoying herself.
All she lacked was kicking back with one leg over the other and a cigarette dangling from her mouth.
At this time, Old Master Gu, who was worried about Song Yunuan, hadn't slept at all but had come to inspect the floor where Little Nuan was staying.
Even though Uncle Lew had already made arrangements here.
