Daly waved his hand, signaling the people behind him to charge forward.
But it only took a minute.
Everyone, except Daly, fell to the ground in pain, groaning.
Daly was in chaos.
What the hell? Four against twenty, and it was over in less than a minute?!
He doubted whether these were his trained brothers or just extras brought in from Cinema City.
Immediately, four masked men in black turned their gaze towards Daly.
Daly couldn't help but swallow his saliva.
At this moment, he realized the terror of the opponents.
With his own strength, he was no match for these people.
Daly nervously said, "Gentlemen, let's talk. It's not appropriate to resort to violence. Don't you think?"
The four men remained silent, like robots, moving forward to attack him.