Tom followed the directions and looked over, shocked: "That scumbag Ah Mao looks so uptight, did someone just wreck him?"
Qin Hao showed a helpless expression, slapped Tom's face gently, and said: "Don't cause too much trouble later."
With that said, the two of them walked slowly towards the private room door.
At the entrance, just like the casino's main gate, there were guards stationed.
Unlike the main gate, here there was only one guard.
One had a machete at his waist; the other had something bulging, probably a handgun.
Qin Hao could clearly notice that these two guys were definitely not weak, if you really think about it, they could make quite a name for themselves even in Beijing.
"You guys, get lost!"
Tom arrogantly shouted, "Lord Night Emperor is coming..."
His words were interrupted by a sudden voice.
That voice was very sharp, like a short knife being unsheathed.
Clang!
A flash of light, strands of golden hair dropped in front of Tom's eyes.
