Pride
They had not used their aura at all—this was a purely hands-on smashing of the restaurant.
Crack, bang, crash—they made a complete mess of the place.
Only Shen Wuxiao's side remained relatively tidy.
At least what they ate had not been pre-made.
It could only be said that they had ordered well.
When it came to smashing restaurants, they were professionals.
Before long, more than a dozen jeeps suddenly arrived outside.
They lined up in a row.
Through the glass, they could see dozens of people rushing out.
These were professionals, dressed in combat uniforms and carrying guns.
No one would ordinarily dare cause trouble at a Dragon King Hall establishment.
When this squad rushed in, the manager immediately found his backbone.
"You're dead! You dared smash up Dragon King Hall's property? Just wait to die!"
He seemed to have raised his brows in triumph, utterly arrogant.
He was simply waiting to see them get dealt with.
Just as the armed squad outside entered, intending to suppress them with violence—
Teng Snake was the first to make a move.
His aura spread, and two clouds of poisonous mist surged toward the outside.
Screams immediately rang through the street.
Howls filled the air.
The faces of those who came in first immediately began to rot, and even their guns were ruined.
"A powerful faction is bullying ordinary people!"
Xiao Jiu and Xiao Qi shouted, casually snatched up automatic rifles, and began spraying them with bullets.
Flames spewed from the rifle muzzles, and those who had not rushed inside were immediately riddled with holes.
They fell one after another.
Out of the dozens of people, only a few remained rolling on the ground.
The manager would never have imagined things could become this outrageous.
The arrogant look had not even faded