"Did you see how he just dragged two people like he was carrying two chicks?"
"Is this guy invited by Brother Wang to trash Brother Tian's place?"
"I don't know, but you might be onto something!"
"Looks like there's going to be a good show today!"
"Why is he still not leaving?"
"Yeah, it's like he doesn't fear death. If Brother Tian shows up with more people, we better get out fast. Don't want to be dragged away as witnesses if things escalate."
Around the dance floor, there were quite a few people still sitting in their chairs, waiting to watch what would unfold, whispering among themselves.
The bald guy, beaten and dizzy, looked at Song Xiaodong's back, trembling as he picked up his phone to call Brother Tian.
"Brother Tian, someone came to wreck the place, quickly call the brothers! Bring more people!" The bald guy said to Brother Tian.
