When Tan Huairong and his men surrounded the group of people in the bar last night, the latter were playing mahjong.

The leading man was stunned for a moment, the bruises on his face looked particularly funny, then he spit out the cigarette butt in his mouth and stood up.

He cursed, "Good boy, it's never over, right?!"

This is an ordinary residential building, but there is no furniture in the room, and there are more than a dozen mahjong tables crammed into ...