Fade shook his head slightly and glanced coldly at Lamech. Hethen shouted, "Scram!"
It was so loud that Lamech was shocked, and his heart was beating fiercely. He could not come back to his senses for quite some time. It felt like he had been thrown off by an invisible force.
He felt something in his throat, and then he spat out blood. Suddenly, Lamech was thrown into the air and he then fell onto the ground. During the process, he knocked over many things in his way, and in the end, he stopped before the entrance to the bar. He passed out on the spot.
Silence fell upon the previously lively Galaxy Bar. Everyone was dumbfounded as they turned to Fade in disbelief.
It took more than ten seconds for them to come to their senses.
"H-How could it be possible? Lamech had been defeated by one blow."
"What on earth had happened just now? That man only roared at Lamech and he was thrown onto the ground. How did that even happen?"
"This is a true master indeed!:
"It seems that the Galaxy Bar is going to be in trouble this time."
Fade went up the stage, and looked at the man with a piercing. He then questioned in an icy tone, "Do you still want to stop me now?"
The man, Dalius, gulped as he sweated profusely. He lowered his head and stood aside. "Please, this way!"
Fade huffed and then passed by the man.
As he stared at Fade's back, Dalius groaned. This fellow was definitely a martial arts master, and his strength was at least at the middle stage of the Black Level. To him, a martial artist of this level was unreachable.
He had no possibility of winning against Fade. Now, his only expectation was that Young Master Ding could deal with this devil.
Meanwhile, the fat and wretched Evan was sitting on the sofa with two sexy ladies in the luxurious No. 1 private room on the second floor of the bar. He was touching their bodies as he pleased.
The young men beside him, who were dressed fashionably, were also playing with other girls' bodies.
In the corner of the private room, there was a girl who was dressed like an office lady. Both of her hands and feet were tied up and she curled up in the corner. Her entire body was trembling in fear.
She was none other than Yankee.
After having several glasses of wine, a tall and thin man with long hair, Alvin, looked over to the corner. He smirked as he glanced at Yankee, and asked the fat man on the sofa, "Evan, why has your taste changed today? Are you into uniforms now?"
Upon hearing this, the fat man glanced at Yankee as he replied, "I'm not interested in her body; she has barely any chest and no *ss. I brought her here as bait. I'm planning to deal with someone."
"I see!" Alvin nodded, then rubbed his hands as he continued, "If you are not interested in her, why don't you let me have a taste of it? I like girls in uniforms."
"You like them?" Evan looked at Alvin, and then waved his hand and agreed, "Okay, go ahead. Just be careful. Don't kill her."
"Evan, don't worry. I will take good care of her." Alvin smiled. He quickly stood up and walked towards Yankee, who was in the corner.
She was terrified. She struggled in an attempt to free herself as she whimpered.
However, the more she did this, the more excited Alvin became. He rubbed his hands and licked his lips as he approached Yankee.
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