Chapter 2989 Master Wang Kicked Him in the Chest  

The thugs rubbed their fists and approached Qiao Nian as soon as he finished speaking.

Qiao Nian stretched her wrist. Just as her eyes turned cold and she was about to lower the brim of her cap…

At this moment, a series of crackling sounds came from outside the private room.

Zhang Yin looked outside warily. "What's going on outside? Why is it so noisy?"

The thugs were also attracted by the commotion outside. They also turned to look outside and shook their heads. "… No idea."

Zhang Yin frowned and walked out. "I'll go take a look!"

Just as he reached the door, before he could look, his chest was kicked ruthlessly!

Zhang Yin's vision turned black, and he almost vomited blood from the pain.

"President… President Zhang!"

The thugs were shocked by the sudden change. One of them went forward to support Zhang Yin, but at least he did not fall to the ground.

"President Zhang, are you alright?"

Zhang Yin clutched his chest. It was so painful that his face twisted and his blood surged. He could not breathe, let alone speak.

Someone barged in before he could say anything.

It was a young man in his mid-twenties. His appearance was outstanding, and his white sweatshirt fit him perfectly. He had the bearing of a noble young master.

If not for the rusty taste in Zhang Yin's mouth, he would not have believed that the ruthless kick came from this man.

"Who are you?" Zhang Yin's temples throbbed. His brain nerves were affected, and he probably realized the danger. He ignored the pain and forced himself to speak. "Do you know where this is?! How dare you behave atrociously here? I think you don't want to live anymore!"

He gave the thugs a look as he spoke.

The thugs had been helping the evildoer for a long time. Their faces immediately turned cold at Zhang Yin's gaze, and they wanted to teach the man a lesson.

However, more people barged in before they could get close to him. More than ten people armed with guns barged in. The black barrels were pressed against their foreheads. The hard and cold touch announced who was the master of this place.

Zhang Yin's thugs were so frightened that their faces turned pale. They immediately threw down their weapons and raised their hands to beg for mercy. "W-We surrender. D-Don't shoot."

At this moment, a man wearing gold-rimmed glasses entered the private room and called out to the girl, "Miss Qiao."

Qiao Nian kneaded her eyebrows. "You came quite quickly."

"Sorry, we're late." Mo Xi thought she felt that they were too slow and said that on purpose.

After apologizing, he turned to the thugs who had been restrained. He walked in front of them and pushed up the frame of his glasses as he looked at them. "You're the ones who kidnapped her?"

The thugs had never experienced this before. They were already so scared that their legs were trembling. In the face of Mo Xi's questioning, they looked at each other with ashen faces, not daring to make a sound.

Mo Xi was already furious when he saw that Qiao Nian was locked in the private room. Not bothering to talk nonsense with them, he raised his hand and instructed the people from Bright Gate, "Take them out and have them squat with the people outside."

"Yes."

The two thugs were brought out with guns pressed against their temples.

In the blink of an eye, only five people were left in the private room.

Zhang Yin's expression changed. "W-Who are you?"