The group of gamblers didn't notice Lugh and the others at all.
Right at this moment, a chubby, fair-skinned man in a black suit ran over with a smile on his face. "Officers, what's the matter?"
As the saying goes, one shouldn't hit a smiling person.
Lugh raised his leg, sending the other party flying over ten meters away.
The group of gamblers noticed Lugh's group, but there were still some who didn't raise their heads at all.
"Make these ordinary people fall. Don't kill them."
The Rainbow-Colored Glazed Psychedelic Butterfly nodded.
Spiritual Storm.
An obscure spiritual fluctuation instantly spread out, and more than three hundred ordinary people on the first floor of the hall fell.
Spiritual skills were quite useful in this kind of environment.
In the entire hall on the first floor, only about 20 people were still standing. They were all Beast Masters.