"I'm speaking, I'm speaking, Brother Scar is right inside, right inside."
As Xiao Chen once believed, there indeed are people in this world who are not afraid of dying, but those are only a minority.
At least not these people right in front of him.
Xiao Chen kicked the bulky man under his feet away and stepped inside.
Inside, Scar Liu was drinking with his brothers, his face already blooming with flushes of red.
"Brother Scar, someone is causing trouble."
A loud shout suddenly came from outside.
Scar Liu sobered up from his drink.
He coldly looked towards Xiao Chen: "Who's this brat, daring to disturb my pleasure, kill him for me."
His gang lunged towards Xiao Chen.
Xiao Chen targeted the incoming men, grabbed one, and directly used him as a weapon.
He swung him around, sending others flying.
In just a few seconds, all of Scar Liu's underlings were down.
"Who... who exactly are you?"
Scar Liu trembled in fear.
"Xiao Family Patriarch, Xiao Chen!"
Xiao Chen said coldly.