Head of the Stockade

"Listen up, if anyone dares to come in, beat them up!" 

Knowing that the two of them were coming over, Xia Ning angrily looked at the underlings in front of him. 

Frightened by Xia Ning's imposing manner, these underlings immediately started trembling. 

If they had not held on, they would have peed their pants. 

"Did you hear me? Why didn't anyone answer? Why? Are you not willing to listen to me now?" 

Seeing that his underlings did not seem to listen to him at all, Xia Ning could not help but become even angrier. 

He felt the veins in his entire body pop up, and he wanted to kick the group of underlings in front of him. 

He had only said a few words now, but these underlings did not listen to him. 

After a period of time, wouldn't they become even more unruly? 

However, this group of underlings had followed him for a long time and already had a rather deep relationship with him.