Chapter 132 That Night at the Chamber’s Headquarters

• Sun Mingxuan spoke with a proud look on his face, then he took out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, followed by taking out a box of matches and striking a match before lighting the cigarette in his mouth.
• He didn’t like using lighters, but instead preferred the feeling of striking a match because he could feel like a big shot like those in Hong Kong films, which he thought was very cool.
• “In three minutes, I want to see Ma Sanyuan kneeling in front of me to apologize to me. Otherwise, deal with the consequences,” Sun Mingxuan scolded and flicked the cigarette in his hand, causing a bit of the cigarette butt to fly off the cigarette and hit the bald tough guy on the face. As the fire flickered, Sun Mingxuan felt invincible, like a king.