Nightfall.
Slowly, it became deep and solemn.
Song Yun returned to the hotel with Qingluan, and then they briefly said goodnight and parted ways.
Everything seemed so bland, calm.
This should be a night as calm as ever.
Except.
Some things are destined to make tonight an... an unsettling night.
"Your task tonight is simple, smash this place up."
Xiao Si said to the thirty burly men in front of him.
At this moment, these people were in a little alley next to a bar, where few people were present.
The sounds from the bar not far away faintly seeped through the building's walls to the outside.
"Understood, Brother Si!"
The leading burly man nodded his head seriously.
"If Ah Bao is there, cripple him." Xiao Si had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, and due to the lack of lighting and the smoke swirling around, Xiao Si's face was hard to see.
"No problem."
The burly man said, "I've fought Ah Bao before, he can't beat me."
