"Ah…"
Wang Xing, terrified by that demon-like smile, fell straight off the chair and, with a "crack," the wine glass in his hand also shattered.
"Devil, devil, he's not human at all, he's a devil," Wang Xing roared madly, directly smashing the monitor in front of him to pieces.
Kuā kuā! A series of hurried footsteps approached, and seven or eight fully armed bodyguards walked over.
"Boss, what happened to you, did a horror movie scare you?" The leading bodyguard hurriedly helped Wang Xing up.
"Huff! Huff!"
Wang Xing, panting heavily, calmed his terror, "You guys hurry up and move Wang Meng to the third floor, all of you stay on the second floor. If anyone dares to force their way in, kill them without mercy."
"Yes, yes, yes!"
The bodyguards mechanically nodded their heads, all secretly feeling that ever since Su Xuan appeared, their boss really had been scared out of his wits.
