Chapter 110
Yan Dunan slowly turned his wine glass, giving a signal to the people behind Bai Su.
Jiang Gujun noticed it, his expression immediately tensing up. Without thinking, he flipped open his coat, drew a gun from his waist, and fired in one direction—
"Bang."
The sound of a body hitting the ground was dull and piercing.
The death of Yan Yue盟’s subordinate completely ripped apart the facade of this seemingly harmonious negotiation. Yan Yue盟’s people encircled Yan Dunan, while their subordinates continuously fired at the duo, Bai Su.
As someone attempted to approach Bai Su, the opponent rose with an uncanny movement, and before that person realized what was happening, a solid wooden stool came crashing down on his head!
The speed was so fast that he couldn’t duck, and his head was smashed open.
Blood and brain matter mixed, forming a red and white puddle.
Bai Su dusted off his hands casually, glanced sideways at Yan Dunan, who was heavily protected, and chuckled lightly, "It seems Lord Yan is not satisfied with my demands."
He sighed almost imperceptibly, a bit regretfully, "I just wanted to sleep on a better bed, but it turns out Yan Yue盟 is too poor to even afford one."
Hearing the faintly mocking words beside his ear, Yan Dunan couldn’t help but twitch his temple, gripping the armrest, he coldly ordered, "Kill them!"
Bai Su lowered his eyes, considering the impending bloodshed, he slid the small rubber band from his wrist and tucked it into the pocket inside his coat.