Yang Tianhao felt a sudden chill as he looked into Yue Xiaofei's icy eyes.
But he was no stranger to threats!
As a subordinate of Sun Xiaochuan, the King of Jinling, why should he fear a few army grunts?!
His face twisted viciously as he slammed the red emergency button hidden beneath the table.
"Bzzzt-!"
A piercing alarm instantly rang throughout the Golden Splendor club!
Like a command, the alarm shattered the deathly silence inside the private dining room.
The men and women who had been frozen with fear finally snapped out of their daze and scattered, screaming.
"Clatter!"
More than a hundred thugs poured out from every corner of the club!
Armed with steel pipes, machetes, and even a few gleaming daggers, they charged toward the private dining room with savage expressions.
These were all Yang Tianhao's lackeys. They usually guarded his establishments, collected protection money, and handled his shady business.
The moment they heard the alarm, they knew "Brother Hao" was in trouble and turned out in full force.
Within mere dozens of seconds, thugs packed the area outside the private dining room so tightly that no one could get through!
Figures crowded the corridors and stairways.
More than a hundred thugs surrounded Yue Xiaofei and the [Reverse Scale] squad.
They had strength in numbers!
The atmosphere instantly turned explosive!
Looking at the dense mass of men before him, Yang Tianhao regained his arrogant grin.
He smugly crossed his legs, lit a cigar, took a deep drag, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
Pointing at Yue Xiaofei, he sneered, "Hahaha! So you can fight, huh, kid? You think you're hot shit?!"
"I'll show you today that two fists can't beat four! I'll show you what strength in numbers means!"
"Let me tell you, none of you are