"Old Qin, why are you wasting so many words on him?"
A rough, booming voice suddenly shattered the silence, accompanied by the arrival of a burly giant with the back of a tiger and the waist of a bear.
The newcomer stood over two meters tall, his entire body knotted with impossibly solid muscle. He wore only a black tank top, while his exposed head, neck, chest, shoulders, and arms were covered in tattoos.
The giant's head was completely bald, and his looks could only be described as ferocious.
He dropped heavily onto the seat beside Qin Qi, grabbed a glass from the coffee table and drained it in one gulp, then bared his teeth at Wang Chen. "Kid, you've got some nerve. You killed so many of my brothers!"
Wang Chen asked with interest, "Are you the boss of the Black Dragon Society?"
"My name is Hei Kui."
The giant grinned savagely. "Remember that name."
Wang Chen nodded. "Mm."
That left the other man a little at a loss.
In fact, both Qin Qi and Hei Kui could keenly sense Wang Chen's "strangeness."
He was simply too calm.
This calmness was not an act, but a natural composure. He clearly did not take the formation around him seriously at all.
So the question was, what did Wang Chen have to rely on?
At this moment, more than a hundred armed men had gathered in the hall. All of them carried lethal weapons, including assault rifles, and among them were elite members of the Black Dragon Society.
Moreover, neither Qin Qi nor Hei Kui was weak. The latter had long since become an A-Class Combatant with three Gene Enhancements!
As for Qin Qi, he was a superpowered individual!
With such a force gathered here, unless Wang Chen could summon a