Sixth floor of the Shopping Mall.
Zhang Xuan sat calmly on a chair outside a luxury boutique.
Not far away, a wealthy woman kept ranting and berating them.
"Just wait. Once my husband gets here, you'll pay for this."
"And you two bitches, just wait and see how I deal with you."
Zhang Xuan snickered. The woman's barking expression was almost amusing.
In this world, there really were all kinds of freaks.
He sat there for over half an hour.
At that moment, four sedans drove into the Shopping Mall parking lot. Eight sturdy young men in black suits stepped out.
Leading them was a potbellied, bald middle-aged man with a thick gold chain around his neck and a mouth full of gold teeth.
After getting out, a suited young man beside him took out a cigar, handed it to the bald man, and lit it with a puff.
The bald middle-aged man took a deep drag, coughed several times, then strode toward the Shopping Mall, followed closely by the young men in black suits.
They entered the Shopping Mall and headed straight to the sixth floor, soon arriving outside the luxury boutique where Zhang Xuan and the others were.
When the wealthy woman saw him, she rushed forward pitifully.
"Honey, it was him. Look what he did to me—I'm practically disfigured." The woman touched her badly swollen face, then pointed at Zhang Xuan, who was sitting by the entrance.
The bald middle-aged man glanced at her cheek, took another drag of his cigar, and waved his hand.
The young men in black suits behind him immediately threw punches and charged at Zhang Xuan.
Zhang Xuan snickered, rose to his feet, and launched a flurry of kicks at the young men charging him.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Aah! Aah! Aah!
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