Chapter 1113
The sound of an incessant rhythmic banging could be heard from far away. White Shirt felt extremely uncomfortable listening to it. Because that snowy white ass was supposed to belong to him alone, and now, well, it's been pounded by so many men. It seems in the future I'll have to change women again, and I'll definitely not let my girlfriend work as a bar escort in my bar. I thought I could protect her before, but it turns out there's always a taller mountain.
"Hey, brother!" The scar-faced man walked over, clasped his hands in a gesture to Ye Chen, and said, "I wonder which path brother is on?"
"Call me Old Yi!" Ye Chen, with a cigar between his fingers, glanced at the scar-faced man. The scar-faced man didn't recognize Ye Chen. Ye Chen had a gold ring on his finger, a thick gold necklace around his neck, and was wearing oversized sunglasses. He didn't look like Ye Chen at all.
"You..." The scar-faced man was furious.
