C7 The Heavens Are Going to Kill Her!

At eight o'clock that night, in a famous brothel in B City, Water's Direction.

Four handsome men were playing mahjong. Oscar, who was sitting opposite to Harold, saw him staring blankly and urged him, "Harold, come out and play! What are you spacing out for?"

Harold snapped out of his daze and casually threw five cards. He was extremely annoyed. Not only had that damned woman injured his forehead, but she had also bitten his arm.

In this world, not many people could escape unscathed after hurting him.

However, he had no idea what had happened. The woman in front of him had been staring at him with reddened eyes.

What made him even more depressed was that he had actually felt that she was pitiful. In the end, his heart softened and he let her go.

Leslie pushed the cards. "That's a mess!"

Oscar asked, "Harold, what's wrong with you today? Why are you so absent-minded?"

Eddie chuckled. "What else could it be? You must be thinking about women. Did you see the wound on my forehead? In my opinion, it's most likely a woman who hit him."

Oscar was shocked. "Which woman dares to hit Second Brother?"

Harold's expression remained the same. He took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth as he reached for a lighter.

"Ah, Second Brother, why is there a tooth mark on your hand?" Eddie grabbed Harold's arm and said, "The teeth are small and neatly arranged. It must have been bitten by a beautiful and charming woman."

Oscar said, "You can judge a woman’s beauty by her teeth marks. You are so awesome!"

"F*ck off!" Harold kicked Eddie's stool and laughed.

Just as the two of them were about to start a fight, the door opened. "Young masters, the activities have been arranged."

"Let's go!" Eddie hooked his arm around Leslie's shoulder and said, "Tonight is Boss's 30th birthday. We must play with him for three days and three nights. If we don't get drunk, we won't leave."

Below the building was a luxurious hall. Because Leslie was celebrating his birthday, the decoration was quite grand.

Harold was in a bad mood. He held the red wine cup in his hand and sat on the sofa in the corner.

At this moment, the music suddenly changed to a melodious ancient song.

The lights around them dimmed, and only the stage in front of the hall was bright.

A woman with a graceful figure appeared under the spotlights. The drum beat rang out, and her face, which was hidden under her sleeves, appeared in front of everyone.

"Damn, I'm so beautiful!" Eddie exclaimed.

A beauty that even the playboy would exclaim about was definitely stunning. When Harold looked up, his eyebrows immediately furrowed.

Nina!

Why would she be here?

Was she still not giving up?

Harold threw his wine glass onto the table and let out a muffled sound. His expression was already unhappy.

He stared intently at the stage. The woman had a slim waist and was extremely agile. Her exposed skin was covered in a layer of dazzling white light. Every time she raised her hand or raised her foot, it was as if she had brought people to ancient times.

For some reason, she felt that it was extremely glaring.

When she glanced at the surrounding men, her eyes lit up, as if they were looking at a piece of fragrant meat.

Harold kicked the tea table. "How ugly!"

The young master who hired Nina to perform wanted to please a few people, but when he heard Harold's words, he immediately stopped the dance.

The lights in the hall lit up again.

Nina, who was standing in the middle of the stage, saw Harold and her pupils suddenly shrank, as if she was shocked.

The heavens were going to kill her!

She wanted to touch him, but she didn't want to touch him.

"Why are you still standing there? You made Second Young Master Harold unhappy. Hurry up and go over and toast him." Afraid that Nina wouldn't agree, he threatened, "If you dare mess up today's party, I guarantee that you won't be able to take it."