Chapter 645 Zhang Shishan, the God of Slaughter

• At the front doors of Meiyin KTV, the Lynx sat clutching his chest, gritting through the pain. He’d been waiting forever, and finally, Hall Master Barrett Bourn of The Heron showed up.
• Five luxury cars rolled up. Doors swung open. Barrett Bourn, boss of the Loyalty Hall under The Heron, strode toward Meiyin KTV with over a dozen bodyguards.
• Barrett wasn’t even thirty. Custom black suit, shades on, hair slicked back with wax into a shiny pompadour—flashy as hell, every inch the street king.