"Lost him?"
"Yeah, Boss. We followed him, but with a whoosh, Master disappeared! Just like that!"
"Then what did you come back for?"
In the Ping-Pong City office, Brother Violent Dragon pursed his lips as he asked.
"Just like that." Sha Qiang shook his head. "So I had no choice but to come back. It really was just like that."
The fire in Brother Violent Dragon's heart had yet to die out completely. At that moment, he abruptly climbed onto the desk, grabbed the ashtray beside him, and hurled it at Sha Qiang.
How could Sha Qiang dare stay? He hurriedly slipped outside. "It really was just like that."
"You're still saying that?! My left hand has Great Strength Vajra, my right hand has Arhat Arriving and Flower Picking... Ah!"
"Brother Violent Dragon roared furiously. Ah! Aah!"
Waaah~~!
"Wasn't it just like that...?"
Roar, roar!
Sha Qiang was thrown into the middle of the road outside. Only then did Brother Violent Dragon let out a breath and sit back down. A gorgeous woman slowly knocked and entered, bringing tea. She walked straight behind Brother Violent Dragon and gently kneaded his shoulders.
"Want me to help you calm down, Brother Violent Dragon?" the glamorous girl asked with a blink.
Brother Violent Dragon said nothing. He simply enjoyed the woman's massage. He lit a cigar and began pondering amid the billowing smoke, muttering, "What's that bald guy planning to do?"
In truth, all the underlings knew one thing: Brother Violent Dragon was terrified of Master San Zang.
The Bald Handsome Guy was simply far too violent. His fists were exquisite, and he convinced people through reason.
Suddenly, the phone on the desk rang... But Brother Violent Dragon's brows knitted together—the massage atmosphere had just about reached its peak.
"Speak!" He impatiently picked