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Tyrant Fist's voice gave everyone courage and fighting spirit.
Those who were either uninjured or had only suffered minor injuries got out of their cars one after another.
They stood with their own bosses, facing off against the opposition.
A cold smile crossed Liu Zang's face, "It seems you all want to settle the score right here.
What a pity, you didn't expect us to bring so many people, did you?"
Beside him, Niu Qi cursed, "Damn it,
you bunch of bastards don't want to live anymore, huh! Kid, I, Niu Qi, don't waste my time on nobodies, so spit out your name quickly!"
Guan Hu laughed and said, "Guan Hu, the Deputy General Manager of Tianxing Company! Our General Manager is Zhang Qi.
You should all recognize us."
"So you are Zhang Qi's men. Wasn't it said that Chen Biao had scared you so much that you were hiding in your lair, too afraid to make a move?
How come you have suddenly grown so brave today?"
Liu Zang asked.