"Kill them!"
"Join Manager Qin in killing these bastards, Wang Weidong and his gang!"
"Let's go!"
For a moment, the crowd was excited. Many people cheered, found weapons, and followed Liang Yuan and the others.
Qin Jing turned her head to look at Liang Yuan and smiled, "Mr. Liang, everyone has hated Wang Weidong for a long time. Now they're just waiting for us to strike and lead them to avenge this enmity."
"Let's go."
Liang Yuan didn't say anything. He just gave her a deep look and nodded, "Alright."
With that, the group, bringing dozens of people, rushed toward the Henglong Hotel.
As soon as they reached the 35th floor, they saw a group of people rushing out.
The 35th floor was a clubhouse. Wang Weijun was in the clubhouse, playing billiards with a few underlings.
A few women in strips of clothing were crawling on the floor like dogs, tied to their legs.
In a nearby private KTV room, a curvy, sexy woman was sitting on top of a man, laughing and shaking.
