Bang, bang, bang.
Dull thuds echoed continuously, and several figures collapsed limply to the ground.
Fang Cheng didn't stop his pace, proceeding straight ahead with Wang Li.
The people rushing at them couldn't even touch the hem of his shirt before being swiftly and decisively knocked away.
Along the path, a whole slew of bodies had already fallen on the corridor floor.
Passing through the dimly lit corridor, the guide stopped at a thick solid wood door, trembling as he extended his finger:
"This... This is Boss Wei's lounge. He should be inside right now discussing business with a distinguished guest."
Fang Cheng raised his head, scanning the corridor ceiling and corners with his eyes.
After confirming there were no surveillance cameras, he nodded slightly:
"Thanks."
The thug froze for a moment, wanting to squeeze out a flattering smile.
Fang Cheng's large hand had already pressed the back of his head, brutally smashing his face against the hard wall.
"Bang!"
