"Brother Qiang, how is it going? Has Lin Feng's family arrived?"
In a staff room on the second floor of the Tianyue Hotel, Zeng Yuhu asked Bald Qiang, a cigarette dangling from his lips.
"They're here. They ordered two bottles of Maotai and are drinking right now," Bald Qiang sneered. "Haha, that's good. Lin Feng is a good fighter. If he gets drunk, it'll save us a lot of trouble."
"Are the cameras in their private room installed?" Zeng Yuhu asked again.
"Of course. Otherwise, how would I know what's going on with them? Don't worry, Brother Hui has made arrangements from all angles. Lin Feng won't be able to escape," Bald Qiang said, lighting a cigarette and laughing ominously. "Haha, for Brother Hui to use so many connections just to deal with one person, Lin Feng can die knowing it was worth it."
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"Son, when you're drinking with your father, why are you drinking so much? This stuff goes right to your head; you'll get drunk easily!"
