章 167: Diana's Secret Weapon

"Hurry up and leave, Diana!"

"Don't worry about us..."

The two male directors' faces were as swollen as pig heads. However, diverting the mobsters' attention was the best that they could do.

"Come with me..." the brawny mobster wiped his saliva while approaching Diana.

"Big Brother, we want to participate as well..." A few of the mobsters chimed.

Diana took a step back and struck a seductive pose. She said softly, "What... Entertainment do you have in your house?"

The mobsters were overjoyed.

The leader was no longer able to hold it in. He raised his hands and began to approach Diana!

"Oh no!!" Tristan, who was lying on the ground in pain shouted.

"AH... !"

Suddenly, the brawny man let out a scream!

His right hand had received a hard blow!

It seemed to be fractured!