"You're all going to die today!!!"
Yuan Ba looked at the group with a cold expression and shouted.
A fierce aura was surging around his body.
Dada dada dada!!!
At that moment, a series of heavy and piercing footsteps came from outside the clubhouse.
Soon after, four figures walked in.
These four people were dressed uniformly in black shirts and trousers, with black leather boots on their feet.
All four had buzz cuts, cold expressions, a curved knife at their waists, and indifferent, icy eyes that showed no emotion.
They were exuding a fearsome murderous intent, clearly having killed countless people before.
They were, in fact, four of the most elite among the Yan Family's Thirteen Eagles from Jiangdong.
The tragic death of Yan Hao had completely enraged the Yan Family Head, who directly sent four of the long-absent Thirteen Eagles to avenge his son.
One of the four, a man with a scar on his face, swept his cold gaze over Yuan Ba and the others.