Ye Huan turned his head and cursed directly, "No talking, get lost!"
As soon as the words fell.
A dark and cold gun barrel stretched out from the car window, pressing against Ye Huan's head.
The man grinned, revealing his one and only white tooth, "Mr. Ye, may I have a word?"
...
Celestial Sea City, Dongcheng District, Abyssal Funeral Song Bar.
In the bar's dance floor, a blonde girl was entwined around a pole, completely naked, accompanied by dynamic DJ rock music. She appeared increasingly wild and alluring.
The male patrons laughed wickedly, whistling flirtatiously at her, some even threw money directly onto the dance floor.
VIP booth on the second floor of the bar.
"Mr. Ye, I mean no harm, I'm just here to discuss something with you."
The man said with a smile, holding a bottle of top-quality whiskey worth a million, poured a glass for both Ye Huan and himself, then placed the bottle back on the tray held by the waiter behind him.
