??Chapter 219: Chapter 220 Dismantle This Place (5)_1
Chapter 219: Chapter 220 Dismantle This Place (5)_1
The people he brought with him watched him enter, and as was tacitly agreed upon, they withdrew, leaving only Liang Chen standing alone in the chaotic surroundings.
The dance floor in the distance, oblivious to the happenings outside, continued its all-out dance, providing a fitting musical score to everything taking place here and now.
Even in such untidy surroundings, Liang Chen was striking. He looked sowhat relaxed, his posture elegant as though he was taking in so nice scenery. He strolled around those lying on the ground, finally halting in front of a rack filled with all sorts of liquor bottles.
Standing there composedly, he lifted a hand to unbutton his sleeve cuff, and rolled up the cuff of his white shirt slightly.
The entire motion he made was as if he had returned ho from a day’s work, ready to relax.
But it was only an illusion.
In just an instant, his hand was holding a bottle of wine, which he swung down fiercely onto the person lying on the ground.
He was fast and powerful. A painful scream was heard, and the next mont, Liang Chen had another bottle in his hand, this ti aid at another on the ground.
Liang Chen wasn’t even looking at the folks on the ground–he just grabbed bottles, throwing them down whilst aiming at different people.
He had rely strolled around the area once – that was enough for him to accurately rember everyone’s positions.
The sound of shattering bottles reverberated one after another. Eventually, he stopped, looked up at Jing Haohao, waved at her and called out to her in a light voice that sounded no different from usual, “Haohao, co over.”
Jing Haohao had always thought the outrageously violent Liang Chen she encountered previously was his limit. It was only until now that she realized his anger towards her in the past was just the tip of the iceberg.
Now, he was emanating a destructive aura from his every pore, like a combatant straight out of hell, capable of turning everyone on the ground—including her—into dust at any mont.
She had just been teasing him with her bold drunken words, yet now, she started to tremble. While Liang Chen was signaling her to co over, she stayed rooted to the spot for a long while, shaking.
“Co over,” Liang Chen said, his face vacant of anger and impatience, still focusing intently on Jing Haohao and repeating his previous sentence.
As if suddenly brought back to her senses, Jing Haohao hurried over to Liang Chen without hesitation.
Under her feet was a sea of shattered glass. When she arrived at Liang Chen’s side, before she could say a word, he extended an hand to pull her over to him, pointing at the people on the ground, saying, “Tell , who hit you just now!”
The people on the ground were already beaten black and blue by the n Liang Chen had brought along. Now after another round of assault by Liang Chen himself, they were battered and bloody. So had snot and tear streaks on their faces, others had swollen eyes. Jing Haohao, who had been drunk, hadn’t been able to tell who was who. Now, she had even less of an idea.
Moreover, the sight was horrifying. The skin torn open by shards of broken glass, all bloodied— it terrified Jing Haohao and she unconsciously averted her eyes.
Liang Chen, with Jing Haohao in tow, took a few steps forward, stopping her in front of each person, “Recognize anyone?”
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