If Michael was angry or even frightened, Kelvun and the others would laugh even harder.
However, Michael's expression was calm and he did not take them seriously at all. Instantly, they felt as if they had become clowns.
"What the hell are you laughing at! What are you waiting for? Let this guy kneel down! I'd like to see how he can take my life!"
Kelvun's expression darkened as he shouted in a deep voice.
A young man with a crew cut reacted the fastest. With a ferocious look on his face, he picked up a chair beside him and smashed it hard on Michael's back.
"Be careful!"
The middle-aged man with blood all over his head exclaimed.
Michael stood there in a daze, as if he had been stunned.
Seeing this scene, Kelvun's and his men's faces were filled with disdain. They were even more certain that Michael was an idiot with a brain problem.
As long as he had some experience in fighting with others, his reaction would not be so slow!
Bang!