Hou Bo's intentions were clear, he wanted Qiao Jing to come forward herself.
Qiao Jing looked at Hou Bo with a cold, chilling gaze, her eyes listless.
"I've investigated you, a scourge to society. People like you, if left unchecked, only harm others. Today is a good opportunity to beat you up, and nobody will know about it."
Hou Bo's face suddenly turned ugly. "Hmph! You refuse the toast only to drink the forfeit, all of you, get her and hold her down!"
All these bodyguards were specially hired by him, each one a master among masters. He knew Qiao Jing was a skilled fighter but he simply couldn't believe that, faced with so many people, she could escape unscathed like last time.
"Don't harm her face! And try not to hurt her too much. But if she resists fiercely, don't be polite to her."
Hou Bo looked at Qiao Jing's angelic face, her skin soft as a peeled egg, and swallowed his saliva.
Today, no matter what, he wanted to have a taste of her.