"Kid, now it's others pushing my Qingmu Society around, they're slapping us in the face in public, urinating and defecating on our heads. If this can be tolerated, what can't be? Your grandpa may put up with it, but your grandma won't. Our second master is afraid of trouble, doesn't dare to provoke the Black Tiger Gang, but we, as subordinates, have to uphold the reputation of our Qingmu Society. We can't stand by and do nothing. Let me tell you, if you dare stop me again, I'll give you a big mouth on your neck, making you a hero eighteen years later!" The man pressed the watermelon knife against the guard's neck and scolded with anger, then slapped the side of the knife on the guard's head, causing the guard to faint.
"Let's go!" The man turned around and gave a "mission accomplished" look to the man in the suit and said.
A group of men proceeded to walk into the hotel.
