By the time Li Qi sat in the nightclub owner's chair, spinning around in circles, there were roughly fifty people gathered downstairs.
They had all been called back as reinforcements.
Including the boss of this so-called Twin Dragon Gang, nearly all their actual fighters were here.
Li Qi had even asked why there were only fifty-odd people. Didn't they usually show up in the hundreds whenever there was a fight?
He then learned that their usual brawls involved hiring people with money. Most were only there to bolster the spectacle and would not actually go in swinging blades. The ones who truly dared to fight were only the people before him.
After hearing the answer, Li Qi slapped his forehead.
Could it be that his intelligence had truly been restricted, that he could not even figure out something so simple?
No, that was not right. When he traded stocks and worked in finance, his mind had been perfectly sharp. Yet in this matter alone, he seemed especially unable to stay calm.
Li Qi firmly committed that feeling to memory. He felt that... perhaps it was some kind of force in his contest against his inner demon.
But no matter what, the good days of these gangsters had come to an end.
Li Qi did not kill anyone. There was no need. He merely announced that he would become the master here.
Clearly, the gangsters could not possibly accept that—especially the boss of the Twin Dragon Gang. How could he simply hand over all his assets?
So Li Qi gave him a knife and told him to stab him.
The boss was a ruthless man. If he said he would stab, then he stabbed.
Then he discovered that he could not pierce him.
Right before his eyes, Li Qi kneaded the