And at this moment, on the second floor, there was an entirely different scene.
The company, Fugue Architecture Co., Ltd., was owned by a wealthy thug named Song Fugui. Most people working here were thugs, and there was even a billiard table inside. Several people were playing billiards, cigarettes hanging from their mouths.
Sounds of "smack, smack, smack" were everywhere,
the moment Tang Zhong stepped onto the second floor, he was spotted.
"Who are you? You look unfamiliar, not one of us. Where did you come from!" Suddenly, someone came up and shouted at Tang Zhong.
"Where's Boss Song?" Tang Zhong asked directly upon seeing people.
"What do you want with Boss Song? You must be here to collect a debt. We just got a call from upstairs, saying someone broke into our company. Must be you, eh, kid? Got quite the nerve!" At this point, a man, holding a billiard cue, swung it directly at Tang Zhong.
The billiard cue whistled through the air.
