Bab 561: Anger of Failure

The second floor was mainly used for accomodation and it was a suite.

At this moment, An Ying was sitting on the sofa in the living room, a cigarette in his mouth. The windows were wide-open and one could feel the cold winds that makes one shiver whenever it swept past them.

Huang He had sat down for two minutes.

An Ying only looked at him but didn't say a word.

A few of his henchmen stood behind him. They were quiet as a statue.

The atmosphere was especially cold and dreadful.

Tian Danyue's gaze remained lowered the entire time. She didn't look at An Ying, leaving Huang He to face An Ying's unfriendly gaze alone.

"Hur!" An Ying suddenly sneered coldly, biting the cigarette in his mouth. He suddenly picked up the ashtray on the coffee table and threw it at Huang He without rhyme or reason.

"You dare to look at me? You still dare to look at me?" He cursed, "D*mmit!"