"Bang!"
After a loud noise, the door to room 204 was kicked open.
The staff inside the hotel watched, too scared to even breathe, allowing this group of thugs to cause destruction.
Zhang Zongyi charged in first, but the scene inside almost made him explode with anger.
His girlfriend was sitting in a multifunctional chair, her hands and feet tied, eyes covered with a black cloth, wearing a provocative black lace onesie, looking like a wanton vixen.
And his business partner, Song Nan, was eagerly engrossed, with a sickening smile on his face.
"Song Nan, you bastard, daring to mess with my woman, is your life too long?"
Zhang Zongyi suddenly stormed over, grabbing Song Nan by the hair, forcibly pulling him out of his girlfriend.
A crutch smashed down fiercely, like playing golf, with each hit seemingly using every ounce of strength.
"Trash, I help you make money, but you sleep with my woman, you damn deserve to die!"
"How is it? Enjoy playing with my woman? Huh?"
