Chapter 241: Sweep Thousands of Troops_1

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"You, do you know who I am?" The middle-aged man eyed the mask, especially the profound and indifferent eyes behind it, an irresistible chill like the bitter winter rose from his heart, fearfully screaming, "Get out, get out. Or I'll call security."

He rolled off the girl, naked as a fat pig, enough to make anyone want to vomit. The young girl, frightened and backed into a corner, quickly wrapped herself with a towel.

Yves King didn't even bother speaking to such an individual and instead calmly walked towards him.

"Don't come over, I'll scream, I really will~ Ah…" His cry was cut short as a hand closed around his throat, silencing him.

Then Yves King inflicted a pinch on the back of his neck, rendering him unconscious. He was tossed on the floor as if disposing of a dead pig, Yves King didn't even want to soil his gloves dealing with him. He then turned his gaze to the terrified, shivering girl.