Soka swept his gaze over his bar. It could be said that it was already a complete mess, nearly turned into a garbage dump by these people. If he wanted to restore it, it would probably need to be renovated, and more than half the liquor would need to be repurchased. That did not even include some of the equipment and supplies needed for the bar.
However, a small part of what had happened today was actually his own fault. He had transferred the thugs from the venue to handle something else, leaving only a few men at the front and back doors. During the brawl just now, they had long since been taken down!
By the time he had finished handling his business and arranged for his men to return to the bar, he received news that the place had been thrown into chaos. It made him so furious he nearly spat blood! What the hell? He had only moved a few people away today, and something had happened at the venue!
So he hurried back to the bar with his men. How could Soka not be furious when he saw the state of the place?
And that DJ had actually fanned the flames instead of calming things down, directly setting everyone off!
It seemed someone still did not take him seriously!
Even if he bore part of the responsibility, how could this sort of thing possibly be pinned on him? Naturally, it was everyone else's fault!
That damned DJ! That scourge had to be dealt with. That fellow had only poured fuel on the fire; he was no good person! If not for him, the damage to the bar might have been far less.
And those people who had fought in the bar deserved to die too. They