The Return of the Un

The bar owner, holding his phone up, urgently urged the security guard on duty.,Qin Yi's eyes quietly swept over the crowd around him, and finally his gaze fixed on the scarlet digits of the electronic clock on the wall, falling into deep contemplation.,"You useless piece of trash, don't you dare die!" Yang Qingqing wiped the cold sweat from her forehead and muttered under her breath.。