C1322 He Really Didn't dare to Hit Me!

"Damn it!" Tung Yuru stormed toward his George Barton chariot, fuming with rage. "If I don't sort you out today, I might as well kiss my life in Magic City goodbye!"

Dozens of muscular men cleared the way for him, and as Tung Yuru strutted, he seemed to float with each step, swaying as if he were the star of the show.

Meanwhile, Bai Hao had made a dash from the Peninsula Hotel's lobby