"You, you, you, you're overly aggressive, an extraordinary humiliation, an extraordinary humiliation."
"I, I am the Squad Leader of the Blood Flood Dragon Group, you, you can't humiliate me like this."
"You, you may be formidable, but so what? You're just a solitary person. My Blood Flood Dragon Group has tens of thousands of members, one spit from each can drown you."
Jiang Biao coughed in rage.
Zhang Xiaoshan simply smiled coldly.
"Then go ahead, try it. Try and see if your Blood Flood Dragon Group, which you pride yourself on, can even touch a finger of mine."
"Beep beep beep..."
At this moment, urgent and chaotic honking suddenly sounded outside the hotel.
Through the restaurant's glass, a large number of cars could be seen suddenly pulling into the courtyard.
Leading was a white Range Rover, followed by various other off-road vehicles, already around fifty or sixty cars parked in the courtyard, with many forced to park on the main road outside.
