...
This gang of world-weary thugs finally figured it out. That pale, harmless-looking young man was a total monster! Going toe-to-toe with him was practically a death wish!
"Don't come any closer, I surrender, big brother… Please, stop messing around..."
"It's not my fault, okay? I just took a two-hundred-dollar labor fee to come and back him up."
"Boss… We give up. Let's talk this through, no need to use force..."
The thugs huddled far away in a corner, packed so tightly together that the innermost layer looked like a human canvas. The scene was absurdly amusing.
Yan Xiaobao didn't even bother trying to grab one of them to throw around. He simply lifted the heavy marble table in the KTV private room with one hand.
Few people could guess how heavy the marble table in a KTV room was, but anyone who's been to a KTV knows—it's tough even to shift it slightly, so you can imagine the weight...
"Big brother, please don't throw it! People could die!"
