บท 816: One Million, One Time

Chu Lui took another glass of alcohol and drank it, mouth by mouth.

He was a regular here and was decked in branded goods and money, but he never allowed women to go near him. There were some dumb, foolish, and cocky ones who had been kicked by him thousands of times; and yet they still want to dream—just like the woman just now. Some women could not be touched, and of course, some men could not be either.

This was just a man who drank to drown his sorrows, and no one dared to make trouble for him. No matter how many times he had kicked the ladies here and indirectly broke countless items, no one dared to anger him.

No one dared, and no one would.

Just like now, a man who looked absolutely ruthless came over; and everyone around automatically avoided him. The man walked over in big steps and did not look around, but he could feel the fear and hatred the others had towards this man.

"Give me one." The man sat down and told the bartender.