Chen Yang spoke in a calm tone, but there was an indescribable dominance in his plain words!
Scared, the masked men were as silent as cicadas in winter, trembling all over.
They nodded frantically, "We got it, we got it, we will definitely convey your message accurately!"
"All right, remember this and get lost now. Don't let me catch you again, or it won't be as simple as today," Chen Yang said coldly.
"Yes, yes, we will definitely remember, we dare not oppose you anymore."
The masked men, as if pardoned, hurriedly got into their cars and fled in a panic.
As they got into their cars, they picked up their leader, who was lying on the ground with a knife stuck in his hand, bleeding profusely, and all of them fled in an embarrassing state.
Watching the chaotic convoy leave, Chen Yang took a deep breath and turned to head back to his car.
It was only when he got back to his car that Chen Yang realized someone had damaged the rear of his car.