"Shut the fuck up, all of you."
The head of security, Zhang Peng, turned his head and barked angrily, halting the laughter of the other security guards. He then looked towards Lu Wei.
"You just said your brother is Lu Jie."
Lu Wei looked arrogantly at the head security guard, snorted arrogantly through his nostrils.
"You're not wrong, he's the person you're thinking of, my brother Lu Jie, the Night Emperor of Huacheng," Lu Wei said, as if he were introducing himself.
"Hiss."
The security guards who had been mocking Lu Wei all inhaled sharply in shock. What a coincidence.
If the other party had been an ordinary rich second generation, they really wouldn't care.
They were all subordinates of Long Jiutian, but in Huacheng, this little piece of territory, in every entertainment venue, there was a name they couldn't get around.
Lu Jie.
