Wang Hao felt the intense gazes of several people but didn't mind them and just slowly said,
"I still have this much tea left to drink!"
Right after his words fell, the mute laughed.
He reached out, grabbed another underling's head, and with a slash across the neck decapitated him, tossing the head into Zeng Qiang's arms.
"Ah—ah—"
Zeng Qiang screamed in horror at the sight of the bloody head, blindly throwing it away with his eyes shut tight.
The four watched Zeng Qiang panic and couldn't help but sneer.
The mute kicked the headless body toward the stairway. Zeng Qiang, seeing the corpse bleeding profusely, turned pale and trembled uncontrollably, moving backwards until he reached a corner, where he began to sob, his face smeared with tears and snot.
The four thugs, filled with a murderous intent, killed all of Zeng Qiang's underlings.