A Demonic Wife-Protector

At the door of Lu Zhanbei's room, the leader took out the communicator from his waist and lowered his voice, "Mr. Ao Fu, we have already surrounded Lu Zhanbei."

"Good job. After rushing in, if possible, kill Lu Zhanbei together with that woman surnamed Lin. If you can't kill Lu Zhanbei, you must at least catch that woman. With her as hostage, I doubt if Lu Zhanbei would not be hooked!"

"Understood!" The leader hung up the call and waved his hand. "Go!"

As his words fell, several people lifted their legs at the same time and heavily kicked open the door.

Bang! The door opened in response.

A group of people rushed in. Following a series of crackling noises, the windows of the suite were broken. A dozen men dressed in black with ropes tied to their bodies leaped and jumped in agilely.

Everyone was equipped with weapons. As they got up, they scanned the room everywhere with vigilance with their black guns.