Upon entering the building corridor, Li Yalin and Black Silk both slowed down.
Behind them, the short and chubby man walked into the building, lifted the muzzle of his gun, and threateningly fired a shot.
"Bang!"
The bullet hit the stair railing above, emitting a crisp sound.
Meanwhile, a few other men chuckled and struck the metal railing with their weapons, producing a "clang clang clang" noise.
They were adept at using the tactic of flaunting power to psychologically torment their opponents.
The woman was no longer held by the short and chubby man; she appeared to be rather miserable compared to Li Yalin and Black Silk. Li Yalin exuded a natural and effortless sexiness, while that woman's every move could only be described as wantonly flirty.
Her gaze bore some displeasure, but her face was still plastered with a fake smile, sycophantically hooking her hand around the chubby man's arm.
"Could the three up there all be such exquisite beauties?"
