Chapter 8

At the same time, in the office of the owner of the White Tiger Bar, the atmosphere was heavy.

The bar owner, manager, security, and all the related staff trembled together in a huddle, as if they were all about to face imminent disaster. All because of the Deguzs' most precious treasure, Little White Tiger, had gone missing.

Sitting on the sofa, Zake Deguzs' expression was very cold. He was like an ice sculpture, without the slightest trace of emotion, but he exuded such tremendous pressure that everyone standing before him felt their legs shake, and their sweat falls like rain. No one dared to make a sound.

On his side was a young man kneeling by his feet, his face was full of tears and snot, "B-Big bro, I-I'm really sorry. It's all my fault! I shouldn't have bring Little White with me! If something's bad happen to him then I won't live any longer!"

After Zifan finished talking, a kick was thrown at his chest.

The sound of a bone breaking ma