Chapter 60: Conceited Plans

Philip turned around, and saw three masked men with guns, they rushed into the restaurant pointing their guns at the two of them.

Young Master Hosa lay on the floor, with his face on the floor, shivering, and cowering on the floor, he regretted not coming with his guards.

Philip stood on his feet, facing the thieves, his imposing aura, giving the thieves some sense of oppression.

“You are a martial artist, you can go” the thief let him leave, it will be troublesome to handle him with their guns.

And they were just three, Philip didn't stand on ceremony “thank you” after thanking them, he headed towards the exit.

“Stop!” he heard a shaking voice shout behind him.

He turned around and snickered, he saw the pot-belle man shivering, with his crotch wet, with an unnatural facial expression on his face, his legs wobbling.

“Good friend, we are discussing, how about we go outside and discuss further?” he proposed fawningly.

The thieves seeing Young Master Hosa's, their eyes shone with greed,