Chapter 731 Disturbing a person's sweet dream

Robert was puzzled: "What are you doing?"

The mustache said expressionlessly: "Hand over this woman, and you can go."

"Hand her over? Do you think you are dreaming?" Robert grinned, "Little bastard, don't think I am afraid of you just because there are more people. This woman is my trophy. Do you dare to touch her?"

"I will count to three. If you don't hand her over, you will bear the consequences!" The mustache said coldly.

"Okay, I'll let you count!"

Before he finished speaking, Robert had already hit the mustache in the face with a left hook, which made him see stars and step back several steps. If it weren't for his men holding him up, he would have fallen to the ground on the spot.

Several white men were veterans in fighting. Seeing that their companions had already started fighting, they also raised their fists and rushed towards the other men in black. There were constant shouts in the corridor, and in the blink of an eye it became a chaotic battlefield!

Just as Robert said, although the men in black had the advantage in numbers, they were no match for them in fighting. The white men relied on their strong bodies to push forward and soon beat the enemy to a pulp, forming a one-sided situation.

While the two sides were fighting, Song Mutica ran away, but after just a few steps, the fire door in front was suddenly pushed open, and another large group of men in black rushed out!

At the same time, the second elevator door was also opened, and the man with the goatee led another group of men in black to block the retreat of Robert and others.

"She is Song Mutica, catch her for me!" The goatee recognized Song Mutica at a glance.

After giving the order, two men in black immediately stepped forward to restrain her, and others also joined the battle, which made the originally vigorous white men feel the pressure doubled, and the situation suddenly reversed. After

seeing the large group of people pressing down, Robert finally became afraid, but it was too late to beg for mercy at this time. The men in black drew their weapons from their waists and hit them head on. The bald man was the first to suffer, and he fell down softly, covering his smashed forehead.

These men in black were all thugs raised in the club. They were definitely not as good as white men in terms of individual combat ability, but they were all ruthless in fighting, and their knives, sticks and other weapons were used to stab the vital parts. After a while, the battle was almost over.

Robert had one hand and one foot broken, and he sat down in the corner wailing. The man with a small mustache, who had just been beaten black and blue, felt unsatisfied and walked up to him with a machete.

"I... I know I was wrong, let... let me go..." After seeing the murderous opponent, Robert was so scared that he begged for mercy.

"White pig, weren't you very arrogant just now? Be more arrogant to show the laborers?" The man with a small mustache spat fiercely in his face, then raised the mache and chopped it down heavily, and the corridor suddenly rang with screams like a slaughtered pig!

Just when the man with a small mustache wanted to chop one more time, the door of the room not far away was suddenly opened, and Fang Ye, wearing pajamas, walked out yawning.

"What are you yelling about in the middle of the night? Are you going to let people sleep? Disturbing people's sleep is a crime, don't you know?"

After seeing the "enemy" he had been looking for, Robert wailed as if he had seen a relative: "Sir, they are going to kill people, save me!"

"Shut up, you have no right to speak here!" The man with a mustache slapped him on the mouth with the back of his knife, knocking off several teeth...

Robert was a little puzzled: "What are you doing?"

The man with a mustache said expressionlessly: "Hand over this woman, and you can go."

"Hand her over? Do you think you are dreaming?" Robert grinned, "Little bastard, don't think I'm afraid of you just because you are in large numbers. This woman is my trophy, dare you touch her?"

"I'll count to three. If you don't hand her over, you'll have to bear the consequences!" the man with the mustache said coldly.

"Okay, I'll let you count!"

Before he finished speaking, Robert had already hit the man with the mustache in the face with a left hook, which made him see stars and step back several steps. If it weren't for his men holding him up, he would have fallen to the ground on the spot.

Several white men were veterans in fighting. Seeing that their companions had already started fighting, they also raised their fists and rushed towards the other men in black. There were constant shouting in the corridor, and in the blink of an eye it turned into a chaotic battlefield!

As Robert said, although the men in black had the advantage in numbers, they were no match for them in fighting. The white men relied on their strong bodies to push forward all the way and soon beat the enemy to a pulp, forming a one-sided situation.

While the two sides were fighting, Song Mutica ran away. However, after running a few steps, the fire door in front was suddenly pushed open, and another large group of black-clad men rushed out!

At the same time, the second elevator door was also opened, and Goatee led another group of black-clad men to block Robert and others' retreat.

"She is Song Mutica, catch her for me!" Goatee recognized Song Mutica at a glance.

After giving the order, the two black-clad men immediately stepped forward to restrain her, and others also joined the battle, which made the originally vigorous white men feel the pressure doubled, and the situation suddenly reversed.

After seeing the large group of people, Robert finally got scared. However, it was too late to beg for mercy. The men in black drew their weapons and attacked them. The bald man was the first to suffer. He fell down softly, holding his head.

These men in black were all trained thugs. They were definitely not as good as white men in terms of individual combat ability, but they were all ruthless in fighting. They used knives, sticks and other weapons to stab the vital parts. After a while, the battle was almost over.

Robert had one hand and one foot broken, and he sat down in the corner wailing. The mustache man who was beaten black and blue just now felt unsatisfied and walked in front of him with a machete.

"I... I know I was wrong, let... let me go..." Robert was so scared after seeing the murderous opponent that he begged for mercy.

"White pig, weren't you arrogant just now? Be arrogant again and let the labor see it?" The man with a mustache spat fiercely on his face, then raised his mache and chopped down heavily. Suddenly, the corridor was filled with screams like a slaughtered pig!

Just when the man with a mustache wanted to chop one more time, the door of the room not far away was suddenly opened, and Fang Ye, who was wearing pajamas, walked out yawning.

"What are you yelling about in the middle of the night? Are you going to let people sleep? Disturbing people's sleep is a crime, don't you know?"

After seeing the "enemy" he had been looking for, Robert wailed as if he had seen a relative: "Sir, they are going to kill people, save me!"

"Shut up, you have no right to speak here!" The mustache man slapped his mouth with the back of a knife, knocking out several teeth...