At this time, Lan Kwai Fong Inspur Club.
Because of the information received, the whole wave no longer allows any FIT to enter.
Many Hongmen younger brothers who were nearby also rushed here to support.
They first guarded all the entrances and exits of the entire nightclub to prevent Ye Chen and Liu Manqiong from escaping.
And Coach Lin also brought his younger brother and quickly rushed over from Honghualing.
Ye Chen was sitting in the booth of the nightclub at this time, picked up a bottle of Ace of Spades champagne very calmly, and asked Liu Manqiong, “Miss Manqiong, would you like a drink?”
Liu Manqiong shook his head nervously: “I never drink.”
Ye Chen looked at her and asked with a smile, “Are you afraid?”
Liu Manqiong nodded: “A little…”
Speaking, Liu Manqiong asked Marven Ye, “Should I call my dad over?”
“No.” Ye Chen smiled and said, “Someone will definitely call him later.”
Liu Manqiong was helpless and said, “If it really doesn’t work, let him clean up this mess, or go back and be scolded by him.”
Ye Chen smiled slightly: “Don’t worry, there must be a lot of mess tonight, but you don’t need to worry about it.”
With that said, Ye Chen poured himself half a glass of wine, took a light sip, and looked at the time.
It’s half past eight.
Come to think of it, it’s about time.
So, he took out his phone and sent Wan Pojun a message: “Lan Kwai Fong Inspur Club, don’t rush to show up when you come, wait for my message.”
Wan Pojun replied immediately: “Okay, Mr. Ye, this subordinate will pass, ten minutes!”
Ten minutes later, a black off-road vehicle stopped opposite the Wave Club.
There were five people in the car, and the co-pilot sat Wan Pojun, who had already entered the dark.
And in the co-pilot is Chen Zhonglei, one of the two kings of Wanlong Palace.
Among the three people in the back row, one of them was another battle king, Lu Haotian, and the other two were five-star generals.
Wan Pojun was ordered to come to Hong Kong Island first, so he called the two war kings under his command to avoid encountering the mysterious organization that killed Anjia in New York.
A few minutes later, when Coach Lin led the people from Honghualing to Lan Kwai Fong, Hong Yuanshan’s Rolls-Royce just arrived.
Coach Lin was a little shocked. He didn’t think that Hong Yuanshan would come over in person, so he immediately pushed the door and got out of the car, and quickly came to Hong Yuanshan’s Rolls-Royce.
At this time, Hong Yuanshan and Zhong Yunqiu also got out of the car one by one.
Instructor Lin asked Hong Yuanshan, “Sect Master, why did you come here in person?”
Hong Yuanshan said with a smile: “The God of Wealth arranged for someone to rush to give me money. If I don’t come in person, how can I be worthy of his painstaking efforts.”
Coach Lin instantly understood Hong Yuanshan’s intentions, so he asked, “Sect Master, people should still be inside, what are you going to do with them? Do you want me to go in and control them?”
Hong Yuanshan said with a smile: “Haha, don’t be in such a hurry, let the people inside start to clear the scene first, and invite those who are irrelevant out, and then I will personally go on stage and sing a good show for them!”