The atmosphere in the room was somewhat oppressive, Lance looked at the photographer with flickering eyes, "Have you seen this girl?"
He shook his head, "I haven't, sir."
Lance tilted his head slightly, and Hiram put on brass knuckles and punched him hard on the cheek!
His brass knuckles had four sharp corners like a file and directly cut open half of the photographer's cheek.
He didn't even have time to scream before he was punched in the face again, and he could only clutch his cheek and lay on the ground begging for mercy.
"This girl, I have seen her, I took photos of her, the photos are in the album!"
Lance's gaze shifted back to Mike the manager's face, Mike the manager's scalp was already slightly troubled, he hadn't seen this girl in the album these past two days.
This can only mean one thing, she had been "delivered."
