A group of black-clad men approached, led by a rotund, oily-faced man wearing gold and silver adornments.
"Who are you? Hurry up and get out of Flower Street, I'm telling you, even if you have a grudge, you can't settle it here. Do you know whose business this is? Get out right now. Tonight's been a real downer, the damn guard team actually sealed off the street, hurting my business."
The fat man's attitude was overbearing, pointing at Su Xiao's nose with fingers adorned with various rings, indicating that he had made quite some money off women.
A flash of a blade, and the fat head flew.
If others treated Su Xiao politely, he would reciprocate. But if someone pointed at his nose from the start, he'd make sure their head changed location.
"Ah!!"
A series of women's screams echoed.
"Assassination Squad at work, unrelated persons leave the premises."
