"Hahaha, today’s matter, really thank you, old brother, otherwise, that bitch would really think our Bi Family is easy to bully." In the underground casino’s office, Bi Qingyun sat on the sofa, pouring a cup of tea for Li Long in front of him, and said attentively.
Li Long waved his hand, "You’re being too polite, little brother, we are all brothers."
Saying that, he rubbed his hands, "But now, I’ve helped you guys teach them a lesson, so about the money and Sister Xu..."
Bi Qingzhi quickly said, "Don’t worry about that, I’ve already spoken to Qingyun, he’ll talk to his wife, you know, his wife listens to him about everything."
"When our business grows bigger, we’ll be relying on Brother Long’s support!"
Hearing Bi Qingzhi’s words, Li Long laughed heartily, Wang Caiyun pulled Bi Wu to sit on the side, also stood up with a smile and refilled their water.
Bi Wu leaned back on the sofa, putting down his phone, and hearing the news about smashing the Xia Family’s house, he laughed disdainfully, with a sinister look in his eyes, Bi Xia, you still want to fight me, I won’t let you off!
A loud noise suddenly came from outside the door, everyone felt like the office was shaking, they stared at the spilled tea for a moment, then immediately became nervous.
"Dad, could it be an earthquake!" Bi Wu tightly gripped the sofa armrest and asked nervously.
"Don’t talk nonsense," Bi Qingzhi roared, after a while, confirming there was no more noise, he slowly said, "It’s okay, it’s okay, it’s not an earthquake."
But at this moment, Li Long became alert, "Don’t move, I’ll go check it out, could it be the cops found us?"
Just then, a chaotic noise erupted outside the office, before Li Long could go out, someone hurriedly knocked on the office door, shouting, "Boss, something’s happened, our iron gate was kicked in!"
"What?!" Li Long was startled, immediately opened the door, "Bullshit! That huge iron gate, even if the cops came with a dozen men they couldn’t break it, who could kick it in with one hit!"
"Boss, I’m not lying..."
Before the person could finish speaking, Bi Wu, who had curiously peeked towards the main door, froze when he saw the person standing there, then widened his eyes, grabbed Bi Qingzhi, and shouted.
Bi Qingzhi heard it, quickly stepped out from behind Li Long and looked towards the door.
The cold steel whip flashed with a fierce gleam under the boy’s swing, he slowly lifted his head, when he saw Bi Qingzhi and the others who had just come out, a twisted smile appeared on his lips, he kicked aside a man who tried to attack, his starry eyes growing deeper and darker.
"Who are you?!" At Li Long’s signal, two men who had been hiding behind the crowd stepped forward, wielding machetes, pointing them at Bi Xia.
Bi Xia moved his gaze away from Bi Qingzhi and the others, looking at the two men who appeared, tilted his head, "Wang Qiang? Jian?"
Hearing the boy call out their names, Wang Qiang and Jian glanced at each other, frowned, and looked at Bi Xia, "Yes, who are you!"
Hearing Wang Qiang and Jian’s response, Bi Xia’s smile grew brighter, he walked forward step by step, kicking aside anyone who blocked his path, as if strolling leisurely, yet holding a steel whip, with a light grin, slowly, eerily walking.
For some reason, every step the boy took, they felt the air around them stagnate a bit more, Wang Qiang and Jian swallowed nervously, involuntarily stepping back, looking at the little brothers around them, Wang Qiang quickly said, "What are you standing there for! Don’t you know to attack! Are you just here to eat!" Tʜe source of this ᴄontent ɪs novel·fiɾe·net
Wang Qiang’s words snapped everyone back to their senses, they all picked up their weapons and posed to attack Bi Xia.
Seeing he was getting closer to Wang Qiang and the others, but upon realizing more people were blocking his way, Bi Xia felt his patience nearing its limit, his starry blue eyes under the baseball cap suddenly flared.
A gust of inexplicable wind started blowing in the enclosed underground casino, all the conscious people widened their eyes in shock at what was happening.
The hood on the boy’s top fluttered in the eerie wind, the hood slipped off from the baseball cap, the boy slowly raised his hand, slightly parted his red lips, and cold words flowed out slowly, "Get out of the way, don’t block the road!"