Midnight Bell Nightclub, the spacious and bright office was filled with smoke, and six big men with cold looks and a murderous aura were l*****g their tongues in excitement, playing with the sharp knives and weapons in their hands, smoking cigarettes, and releasing an intense light in their eyes.
"Boss, have you really decided?" One of the big men in his thirties twisted his neck a few times, and with a series of neck "crunching" sounds, this big man asked with a fierce smile.
"Yeah boss, that chopping the other day wasn't fun, those boys on the other side are all f*****g soft, when they saw us suddenly kill us, they all ran away faster than anyone else! It's no fun! This time, let's play big, we haven't moved around much in years, our bodies are getting rusty!" Another big man also said
