With a hundred people maintaining order, the remaining four hundred people held shovels in their hands. Without any hesitation, they began to work from the first floor to the fourth floor, then from the fourth floor to the first floor. In just two hours, the bar that had been renovated for more than 800 thousand dollars had turned into ruins.
"Come and calculate."
Gorden was heartbroken. Until now, he still did not understand how he had offended Tyrus.
Tyrus flicked his finger, and twenty people stepped out. They each had a lockbox. These boxes were filled with bills.
"Breaking a wine glass for 160 dollars. Now that I have smashed a shop of yours, come and calculate. How much do I need to compensate you?"
Boom.
Gorden's mind was in a mess. He finally understood.