The twilight had just set, and the neon lights gradually lit up.
The nightclub's sign shimmered, and intermittent music spilled out as the glass doors opened and closed.
"Qingzi, I'm a bit nervous."
Qi Hao looked at the entrance, hesitation filling his eyes.
"It's fine, it's fine. Put on a mask, no one will recognize you."
Fang Qingyu patted his shoulder reassuringly.
Qin Hui, watching from the side, sneered: "You coward, are you ready? Hurry up, time's almost up."
"Huff... huff... huff..."
Qi Hao took a deep breath, determination filling his expression.
"Alright!"
"You take the left, I'll take the right, charge!"
Qin Hui, seeing this, led the charge toward the nightclub entrance.
As soon as he got in, he started shouting at the top of his lungs.
He skillfully dodged the reacting security, charging straight into the interior rooms, and in an instant, dragged people out of the rooms with speed that left no time to react.
Even the security couldn't hold him back.
