Chen Zhao had a feeling.
Coming out of Laurent's mouth, he was a lazy gangster and player.
"Howard, if you open the door, I promise I won't hit you."
Howard looked awkwardly at Chen Zhao on the other side of the glass. "This is your family matter. You guys shouldn't involve me."
Chen Zhao slammed a fist on the tempered glass. Duang—
Nothing happened to the glass, but Chen Zhao's fist was in great pain. Tempered glass was as hard as iron and this one was more than ten centimeters thick. Even Chen Zhao's inhuman power couldn't damage it.
"Mr. Chen," Sharman said. "These are wild lions. They haven't gone through any taming, so you better agree to leave Fali. Otherwise, you'll end up as their meal."
Chen Zhao looked at the three men outside. "When I come out, I'll lock you all inside."
Duang—
He used more force this time. The entire tempered glass vibrated. The three all retreated in shock.
Just then, the two doors opened.