The "VIPs" in the private suite scrambled to push away the service staff who had been clinging to them. Only a second ago, they had been praising the staff's toned physiques, but now, they were in such a panic that they pulled up their pants and prepared to bolt.
The three targets of the Strategy System knew each other; they followed a conduit, attempting to flee the scene.
Fei Qingsu clapped his hands lightly. Vines erupted from behind, ruthlessly piercing their bodies.
Chapter 78