Hearing Zhao Dong's question, Manager Qi shrugged, "Why can't I understand what Mr. Zhao said more and more?"
Zhao Dong shook his head indifferently, "It doesn't matter if you don't understand, I will explain it to you and you will understand!"
As soon as he finished speaking, he shot up from the sofa like a javelin.
Manager Qi was on guard for a long time, narrowed his eyes slightly, and instinctively ducked back.
At the same time, the two thugs behind him also took action at the same time!
Long before he came here, Manager Qi had secretly warned him that once there was a chance to take action, the man must be brought down, and the decision must be made quickly to avoid expanding the impact.
Unlike ordinary fights in movies, the fists and kicks of both parties are separated at the touch of a button.
The other two thugs also responded and surrounded him in a four-corner pattern.
Zhao Dong seemed to have predicted it, and took advantage of this momentum to slide backwards, narrowly escaping the encirclement.
Manager Qi shouted sharply, "Protect Mr. Han!"
The two thugs behind Mr. Han woke up instantly, but unfortunately they were still half a step too late.
When they came forward, the man was already held in Zhao Dong's hands like a chicken!
After the brief conflict, the box quickly became quiet, and six thugs surrounded Zhao Dong.
The situation took a turn for the worse. Although the smell of gunpowder was strong, the atmosphere was also extremely strange.
Manager Qi strode forward, "Mr. Zhao, things can still be discussed, but I advise you not to be impulsive!"
"You hurt my woman and you tell me not to be impulsive? Are you kidding me?"
It was the first time that Zhao Dong mentioned his relationship with Sophie in public. It was not to show off. In fact, everything he encountered tonight made him too upset, and he couldn't express the mania in his heart.
There are always people who are targeting Sophie overtly or covertly, but he is restrained by various scruples and cannot do his best. He feels very useless!
Manager Qi didn't know what Zhao Dong was thinking, but sneered, "Then what do you want? Kill him?"
"Killing him won't hurt, but if you do something wrong, you have to pay the price, don't you think?"
Manager Qi stared into Zhao Dong's eyes, with a slight panic appearing on his face for the first time.
Zhao Dong's words were undoubtedly a provocation, and even more so a declaration of war.
Before Manager Qi could open his mouth again, there was a crisp sound in the quiet box.
Crack!
It's the sound of bones breaking.
Manager Qi looked for the sound and felt his scalp was numb.
Mr. Han's right hand was bent backwards at a strange angle, and the white bones were vaguely visible!
It's not that he hasn't seen blood before. Over the years in the Royal Court Club, he has seen many scenes more bloody than what he saw before him, but this is the first time he has seen a guy like Zhao Dong!
There was no usual fear, bloodthirsty, or madness on his face.
There wasn't even the slightest expression on this guy's face, as if what just happened had nothing to do with him.
Mr. Han's wailing sound then sounded, which was particularly miserable as it echoed in the box.
In an instant, he broke into a cold sweat from the pain and fainted in an instant.
Zhao Dong threw the person away and then reached into his trouser pocket.
A simple little action made everyone in the box nervous. Even Manager Qi took half a step back.
"Don't be nervous, I'll have a cigarette."
A seemingly unintentional explanation once again cast a shadow on everyone's heart. This guy was simply arrogant to a certain extent.
Zhao Dong didn't care what other people thought of him. He took a long drag on his cigarette and then looked across.
"The grievances between Mr. Han and I have been settled. Now, is it time to talk about our differences?"