Billionaire God of War novel (Jiang Ning)
Chapter 467 The Zuo House

"AHHH!!!!"

All the women started shrieking in fright and ran out of the room.

The manager was even more shaken.

Su Mingquan was dead!

The third son of the Su family had died in this nightclub. As the manager of the club, he was doomed.

"Young Master Mingquan! Young Master Mingquan!"

He shouted loudly several times, but of course Su Mingquan didn't respond. He was already rapidly growing cold.

That knife was still stuck through the sofa and through Su Mingquan's heart, effectively attaching him to the sofa. It was a horrifying sight. The entire club became chaotic.

The screams and shrieks never stopped.

After that the security guards, emergency rescue workers, the owner of the club, and various other people came running over in a panic.

At the same time.

Liu Xiaodao had left Luxury Nightclub a long time ago.

He was driving towards the Zuo house now.

Su Mingquan's phone was on the passenger seat next to him. He had found Zuo Sizhe's number and sent him a message instead of calling.

He was sure that Zuo Sizhe would definitely leave the house without a bodyguard once he saw this message.

Meanwhile.

In the Zuo house.

Zuo Sizhe was the youngest and only son of a family with seven sisters. He was only nineteen, but he was already famous in

Shenghai's night scene.

He and Su Mingquan were famous as nightclub regulars. They loved to play and dared to do anything. They competed on every possible thing and had actually become friends.

Even though the Zuo family and the Su family were rivals, it never affected their hobby of looking for women together.

The last time, Zuo Sizhe had called Su Mingquan out. They were both in a private room and tried to put their manhood to the test. In the end Zuo Sizhe lost in experience and came earlier than Su Mingquan. Su Mingquan had laughed at him for months, and Zuo Sizhe was always indignant about it.

After seeing the message from Su Mingquan, Zuo Sizhe was suddenly no longer feeling bored.

"Humph, I've practiced for so long and I'm sure I'm unbeatable now. Did you think you'd still get so lucky?"

Zuo Sizhe was fair faced and very skinny, and he was only around 5'8. But because he was constantly found atop a woman, the color of his skin was a little sallow and he didn't look energetic.

But once he thought about how he was going to teach Su Mingquan a lesson, Zuo Sizhe immediately got changed and was ready to go out.

"Young Master Sizhe, Master has already given instructions for you to stay home."

"Get lost."

Zuo Sizhe couldn't be bothered with them. His face fell when he saw the men following him. "Who dares to follow me? Don't blame me for getting nasty!"

The men looked at one another, then looked at Zuo Sizhe as if they were in a difficult position.

"I'm just going to grab some drinks with Su Mingquan, so what could possibly

happen? All of you, stay here!"

He then left the house and saw the car that Su Mingquan always took. Zuo Sizhe immediately waved at the car.

Liu Xiaodao stopped the car near to him, then quickly opened the door for him and said politely, "Young Master Sizhe, Young Master Mingquan told me to pick you up."

"Where's he?"

"He's already drinking at Luxury. He was afraid that you wouldn't turn up, so he got me to pick you up."

Zuo Sizhe laughed coldly. Afraid that he wouldn't turn up?

That had to be a joke!

He got into the car. "Let's go!"

"Got it."

There was a glint in Liu Xiaodao's eye as he quickly got back into the driver's seat.

He started up the car and drove away, but

they weren't headed for Luxury Nightclub.

Luxury Nightclub was in chaos.

By the time the doctor came, there was nothing he could do.

Su Mingquan had been stabbed directly through the heart and was already dead by the time the manager found him.

Su Mingchang had dropped everything and rushed over the minute he heard the news.

His own younger brother had died on his own territory. It was driving him nuts!

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