"My name isn't Strong Fool..."
Bang! Bang, bang!
Mei Li'en's final act of defiance earned him another three heavy blows to the forehead.
At a nod from the bald man, the call girl finally cooperated and screamed.
"Ah! A fight!"
Only then did the patrons around them, lost in their drunken pleasures, gradually turn their attention over. They watched with interest as the bald man beat Mei Li'en, then watched them get dragged away by the security guards.
Fights over women were all too common in nightclubs.
The bald man even had a tattoo on the back of his head and looked like someone best left alone. At times like this, it was best to just enjoy the show and not meddle.
By the time Mei Li'en's head had been beaten bloody, he had actually been unconscious for a while.
To avoid drawing too much attention from certain people while also ensuring Mei Li'en would not scream in resistance, Wang Shu had hit him a little harder.
In the process, he had even mixed in some of the dark aura that came with the Tree after Xu Le corrupted it.
That ensured he broke through Mei Li'en's defenses in one go...
Following the security guards, they dragged Mei Li'en into a car and drove to an underground warehouse in northern Zion.
They had not gone to the Furnace mainly because they were worried Mei Li'en might have some hidden location marker on him.
Warlocks had very unusual methods. Who knew what contingencies they had, especially these Warlocks from the Red Moon Holy Temple? Extra caution was necessary.
Once they brought him to the warehouse, Wang Shu took a tablet of Mint Powder from the counter, stirred it into water, and splashed it straight onto Mei Li'en's face.
The penetrating chill