"You! If you have the guts, let me leave and go find some people!"
Hart gritted his teeth when his pleas failed.
He swore that if Xiao Chen dared let him go, he would definitely bring the elite Deadly Warriors of the Langpu Group to flatten the Dark Moon Club.
"Let you leave? Do you think I'm just passing wind when I speak?"
Xiao Chen sneered.
"You're not a real man!"
Hart's accomplices also started to shout, "We didn't bring people this time, if you have the guts let us go, we will bring people to fight you, and if we lose, we will accept our fate."
"Heh, trying to provoke me?"
Xiao Chen laughed, "Sure, you can find people, but none of you are going back. From today on, you'll kneel outside the Dark Moon Club until your backup arrives.
It's the modern society, right? You can just make a phone call, can't you?"