Xiao Chen did not make a move.
But Ghost Blade struck mercilessly.
In just a moment, everyone who lunged at Xiao Chen had fallen to the ground.
Motionless.
At this moment, the door was pushed open.
Someone barged in.
"Who dares to cause trouble in my clubhouse? Do you have a death wish?"
The speaker had a rough voice full of confidence.
Clearly, he was an expert.
This was the person the woman had called; she had phoned the front desk.
The front desk had immediately called the security.
But, the sound of this man's voice was very familiar to Xiao Chen.
He couldn't help but take a closer look.
Isn't this Lin Qiao?
The Lin Qiao who followed Skull Saber.
Lin Qiao saw Xiao Chen, and his expression suddenly changed.
He rushed up and slapped the woman directly: "What nonsense, this is a clubhouse, not your home!"
The woman was slapped and flew away.
Blood spurted from her mouth, her face looking very unsightly.
Panic, confusion, discomfort.
The woman was dumbfounded.
