The Tian Palace Nightclub.
Top floor.
A middle-aged man was lying on a large bed, with four full-figured women massaging him.
At that moment, one of his subordinates rushed in.
"Gao Tian, we've got trouble. Someone's making a scene at the Dongcheng Nightclub and they're asking for our gang's members."
This middle-aged man was the deputy gang leader of Donglin Gang, Gao Tian.
Gao Tian slowly opened his eyes.
"Who is it?"
"Seems like a young man."
"A young man?" Gao Tian's expression darkened.
"Are the people over in Dongcheng all useless? They can't even handle a young man?"
The subordinate swallowed nervously and said,
"The person, it seems, is a martial arts master."
"Humph, what does it matter if he's a martial arts master? If he dares to cause trouble in my Donglin Gang's territory, no matter how strong he is, he must die."
Half an hour later, a large group burst into the office of the Dongcheng Nightclub's general manager.
At that time, Zhou Yu was drinking tea.
