Their approach was fierce, with considerable momentum.
Each one of them was a figure of the society, big and burly, with wide shoulders and round waists.
But...
As each of them burst in, their ferocious and vicious appearances instantly stiffened, becoming as frozen as statues.
An utterly awkward moment!
At that time,
there were even more brash shouts coming from outside.
"Who the fuck has the guts of a bear and the gall of a leopard? Daring to run wild on my turf?"
"Don't you know that this hotel is my playground? Fuck, you even dare to..."
The shrill, piercing voice suddenly cut off.
As if someone had grabbed their throat, or like the speaker had been switched off.
The atmosphere, solidified.
Inside the lavishly decorated master bedroom, a dozen or so people crowded around the doorway, uncharacteristically silent!
Looking around, they were all immobile like statues, each with a different expression.
Burp~
Who knows which dimwit suddenly let out a loud belch.
