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"I gave you a chance, but you didn't cherish it at all!" Xu Wendong raised his hand again and slapped Song Zhongshu's left cheek.
The crisp sound of the slap sent chills down everyone's spine. Song Zhongshu's face instantly swelled like a pig's head, looking pitiful.
He endured the dizziness in his head, and loudly shouted at the security guards who had brought Xu Wendong in from the door, "Are you blind? Can't you see this damn bastard is hurting me?"
"Get him out of here, or there will be hell to pay!"
The rules of Club Number Three strictly prohibited fighting.
Because of this,
he pinned his hopes on these security guards.
Otherwise, Xu Wendong definitely wouldn't spare him.
However.
One of the security guards sneered, "When you ordered your men to attack Mister Xu just now, did you consider the rules of our Club Number Three?"
"Since you don't respect the rules of our Club Number Three,"
