Chapter 109: Yi Zhiping
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Nightmare Assault Chapter 109: Yi Zhiping

Just as he was about to swing the club, someone gripped the club from the other end. He turned around in confusion. A well-dressed man appeared behind him with a smile.

“Brother Liu,” Zhou Rong held the club and asked, “What is making you so angry?”

The tanned man’s surname was Liu. He was the boss of An Ping Inn. He was also the chef. Zhou Rong had met his wife before. She was responsible for registering guests.

Seeing Zhou Rong, the man hesitated. However, he still didn’t put the club down. He huffed, “Brother Zhou, this has nothing to do with you. Leave it be.”

Just as everyone thought Zhou Rong would do more, he let go and nodded. “Alright.”

The woman was unceremoniously chased out. She cried like her world had ended. However, the boss didn’t cross the line since Zhou Rong intervened. At least he didn’t use the club to harm the woman. He only chased her out with words.

When most people’s attention was on the boss and the woman, Jiang Cheng was looking around. Chen Xiaomeng glared at him like she wanted to skin him alive. Chen Xiaomeng followed his gaze and noticed a table of customers. Different from the rest, that table of customers was very calm. They didn’t even glance at the commotion. They kept their heads low and focused on eating… like they were used to what was happening.

She pulled her gaze back. When she saw Jiang Cheng again, the latter seemed to sense something. He also looked back and slowly blinked at Chen Xiaomeng. Chen Xiaomeng’s eyes widened. She saw Jiang Cheng shimmying his body shyly, acting like a new bride with her husband. A spark coursed through her body, and Chen Xiaomeng felt like vomiting.

After the commotion, things soon returned to normal. The customers resumed eating. Boss Liu probably felt embarrassed. After chasing the woman away, he returned to the kitchen.

“What is this?” Ben Fu knelt down and picked up a piece of paper. The paper was small. It should be a torn corner from a bigger piece of paper. There were many similar pieces on the ground.

Zhou Rong thought about i

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