Lin Mo didn't speak, he just stood with his hands in his pockets, his gaze frosty as he watched Waxes.
Waxes, however, was furious, and he coldly shouted at the five bodyguards behind him, "What are you waiting for? Beat him to death."
At his command, the five bodyguards, without a moment's hesitation, sprang into action, their fists ferociously pounding through the air.
Swish, swish, swish!
As the five iron fists carried powerful energy, Lin Mo just snorted softly, lifted his foot slightly, and the bodyguards were promptly knocked to the ground, half-dead.
"What?"
Seeing this, Waxes's face trembled, and as he watched Lin Mo approaching, his expression turned to one of startled alarm, "You... don't mess around, do you know who I am?"
"I'm Waxes, the son of the Chairman of Willsey Restaurant."
"If you dare touch me, you're dead."
Crack, crack, crack!
However, no sooner had he finished speaking than Lin Mo snapped his limbs.
Everyone was stunned by this scene.