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Rao is the rest of his life, accompanied by allure: who else?

So much so that everyone has to forget that the third young master in City B was also a tough guy back then.

When Lu Qichuan drove to the bar, the bar had almost been smashed. The staff in the bar squatted and hugged their heads, screaming constantly, and the sound of glass shattering.

Lu Qichuan walked in, and the people there hurriedly made way for him, "Third Master."

The woman kneeling in front begging everyone not to smash her was wearing a fiery red miniskirt. Seeing Lu Qichuan's fire, she hurriedly crawled over, "Third Master, Third Master, what are you doing?"

Lu Qichuan lowered his eyes and looked at the woman with heavy makeup. The woman was frightened by his eyes, her body shook suddenly, and subconsciously retreated.

"So keep smashing it for me." Lu Qichuan spoke coldly, his eyes swept over the women squatting on the ground, and some men who were disheveled.

The place with bright lights and wine turned into a mess in an instant. The ground was covered with glass scraps of wine bottles and the wreckage of counter tables. Even the private room was not spared and all were smashed and smashed.

Lu Qichuan reached out and pulled open his tie, lowered his eyes to the woman on the ground, "Do you know why?"

The woman shook her head, her face pale.

Lu Qichuan squatted down and wrapped his tie around her neck, and the woman under his hands began to struggle, "Third Master, Third Master--"

"Don't you know, right? I'll remind you, nineteen years ago, Shangqing." Lu Qichuan's subordinates remained strong. Even if he really strangled this woman to death, he would not be afraid.

The woman was stunned for a moment. Nineteen years ago, she was really a drink-friendly lady in the bar. After so many years, she had her own place.

Shangqing room?

That is where their master can go.

Lu Qichuan suddenly exerted force, and the woman struggled with her hands to tear the tie around her neck.

"Tan Chenxiao." Lu Qichuan gritted his teeth and gave her a reminder again.

The woman suddenly opened her eyes wide, and her throat was almost broken by his tie, which made her suffocate.

"San Master, please spare me." The woman screamed tremblingly, but because her throat was pounded, the sound was like a wild duck.

"Give me your life?" Lu Qichuan approached the woman slightly, "Why didn't you think about mercying her life when you wanted her life?"

"I don't, I don't, I just--" The woman wanted to explain, but in the next second, Lu Qichuan kicked her out. Her unclogged body directly crossed the glass residue on the ground, and the blood instantly covered her body.

"ah--"

There were constant screams, but no one dared to step forward.

Lu Qichuan went over and grabbed the tie on her neck again, "Who else besides you?"

The woman was trembling with pain, and her whole body was filled with sharp pain, "I——"

Lu Qichuan pressed her body and chased her on the ground, "Who else?"

Just like the Hell of Hell, he is cruel and impatient.

"Ah--" the woman screamed, twisting her face because of the pain. The woman's uncontrollable hands were pointed at the bag behind the counter with blood. She immediately took it over and poured out all the things inside. The woman picked up her wallet.

Lu Qichuan let go of the person, but the woman screamed again because she fell on the glass scrap.

There was a photo in the wallet. In addition to this woman, there were two other women. Lu Qichuan took out the photo and handed it to the person behind him, "Go and find these two people for me."
Chapter completed!
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