"Zimo!" the burly man stretched out an arm, "This isn't following the rules!"
Leng Zimo didn't bother with him and pushed his arm aside to walk past.
Glancing at the beer bottle still stuck in his arm, the burly man gave a gentle wave.
"Everyone, downstairs!"
"Yes!"
A group of subordinates immediately retreated downstairs.
Leng Zimo strode to the room opposite.
Inside the room, Li Defu and several of his men were all handcuffed and standing. When they saw Leng Zimo walk in carrying Luo Xiaoqian, and felt the Emperor-like coldness and dominance emanating from him, they all instinctively stepped back.
"Who is it?"
Leng Zimo asked softly.
"Big brother!" Li Defu immediately knelt, "This time I was blind, I couldn't recognize Mount Tai, I didn't know this girl..."
Smack!
Leng Zimo's foot met his face, cutting off the rest of his words before they could leave his mouth.
Li Defu's body flipped backward and crashed to the ground.
