The Return of the Un

The bar owner, holding his phone up, urgently urged the security guard on duty.,To my frustration, this guy somehow managed to strike me on the waist. In an instant, I felt all my energy drained away. My signature grappling techniques became useless.,Qin Yi walked quickly out of the bar. The outside air was refreshing. Under the brightly lit and bustling street, a bitter smile flickered at the corner of his mouth.。