Wang Dadong's gaze swept over the drunk man lying on the floor.
At this moment, the drunk man was holding a phone, mumbling that he wanted to call someone to beat these people to death.
But no one paid any attention to the drunk man's words.
Except Wang Dadong.
Wang Dadong chuckled mischievously, "Do you know who you just hit?"
"Who is it?"
"Your grandfather!"
"Damn it, you're looking for death!" The man in the jacket got angry, and immediately wanted to order his men to chop Wang Dadong up.
However, just then, the door of the private room was pushed open again, and a large group of men in black flooded in.
Even though the room was a luxurious imperial suite, it was now packed full of people.
One of the middle-aged men in black suddenly saw the drunk man lying on the floor, and immediately ran over with a look of terror, "Young master, what, what happened to you?"
