"What audacity!"
Xiong Ba waved his hand, and his fiercest subordinate, Zhang Bao, rushed forward. With a single punch, he sent Wang Ba to the floor, crippling both his legs.
"I was wrong! I was wrong, Brother Ba! Spare me, Brother Ba, I'll never do it again!" Wang Ba begged, kowtowing repeatedly.
"Throw him out!" Xiong Ba waved his hand again. He couldn't be bothered with such insignificant people. If this scum hadn't offended Yang Qi, their paths would have never crossed.
Terrified, Wang Ba's subordinates scattered. Not one dared to remain.
"Mr. Yang, is there anything else?" Xiong Ba asked, stepping forward with clasped hands.
"That's all. You can go," Yang Qi said with a wave. He then turned to the crowd still waiting in line. "What are you all still doing here? Waiting for a free meal?" he asked coldly.
The group glanced at Xiong Ba, then turned and left.
Xiong Ba was indeed someone they couldn't afford to provoke.
