The bald man saw Mi He so cowardly and of course, he had to give Mi He a good lesson.
But somehow, his nose suddenly felt a bit wet, and there was a peculiar sweet taste in his mouth.
He didn't know what Mi He had done to him, but he just kept bleeding from his mouth and nose.
A fierce and domineering True Qi was wreaking havoc inside this bald man's body.
Unless a Martial Arts Grandmaster intervenes to help him dissolve this terrible True Qi, otherwise, his life is already on countdown.
On the second floor of the nightclub, on a viewing platform.
Bai Dongxiao was quietly smoking, and Mi He had just joined him.
From their position, with the faint light, they could see a group of men taking liberties with the woman Mi He had seen earlier.
The delicate secret garden of the white-collar woman might have twenty or so uninvited guests breaking in tonight.
Bai Dongxiao exhaled a smoke ring, then casually spoke: "You're looking for me?"
