Why was Du Dingshan so assertive today, coming across as if he wouldn't hesitate to burn all bridges? It was one thing to disregard the Qin Corporation, but more importantly, he had the backing of formidable strength.
At that moment, a coach bus pulled up downstairs. A group of martial artists in their prime streamed out and assembled in the square.
Passersby stopped in their tracks to watch, pointing and chattering amongst themselves.
"Who are these people? What a grand entrance."
"Tsk, they're all Fist Masters! What a show of force!"
"Are they all here for the Qin Corporation? Heh, that company really is cursed!"
It was clear these people were not from the Qin Corporation, which made their purpose obvious. After today, the Qin Corporation will probably cease to exist, won't it? Fifty Fist Masters, all Third Rank or higher... who in all of Lingjin City could possibly stand against them? What an overwhelming force, what ruthless methods!
