An Individual with Ill Intentions
Editor: Atlas Studios
"Bang!"
The two chairs were smashed into smithereens while the two guards' heads were immediately bleeding. One of the other guards screamed out like a wailing pig, "Call someone! Somebody is creating trouble here. Inform Heng Lao and send the signal to the clan! Slaughter all these people!"
"Bang!"
Before that man could finish talking, Qian Wanguan used his fat hands to sweep across and grab a leg of the chair to continue beating him. He didn't speak a single word and continued to hit with all his strength.
"Swish! Swish!"
The rest of the guards were all enraged and getting ready to make a move, but they were astonished when they saw the two individuals who were beating the other guards. Especially that a few guards were scared silly when they saw Qian Wanguan's fat face. Everyone stood silently watched fearfully as Qian Wanguan was incessantly hitting on the guard who had a bloodied head.
"Swish!"