"Brother Hao, it's that guy, Hua. Should we head over to their Pujing Hotel?"
The guy with the wolf tattoo on his arm seemed to really know Zhang Zihao and his mates.
Feng gazed in that direction and moved closer to Zhang Zihao, asking him quietly.
"Which hotel to hit up? I don't really care. I came to Hao River with you two just to spend money!"
"I've been to Hua's Pujing Hotel many times already. I'm pretty tired of that place."
"Forget it, let's just go to that tall guy we just saw!"
With a furrowed brow, after pondering for a moment, Zhang Zihao said with a smile.
This guy always considered himself smart. Ignoring the invitation of acquaintances, he headed towards the unfamiliar tall guy.
What exactly was he scheming in his heart at this moment?
Since he had spoken, Feng and Han, who always looked to him for direction, naturally had no objections.