Scarface erupted into wild laughter from the sidelines!
"Marshall Clive, are these the people you've trained? What a worthless bunch!" he sneered coldly.
Marshall Clive had clearly panicked, but with things having reached this point, he had no other options left.
"There's no deep hatred between us. Back then, I spared your life!" Marshall shouted frantically.
Scarface smirked. "Oh, I remember your kindness. So today, I won't kill you. As long as you kneel before me and leave South City, how about that?"
"Impossible! Don't even think about it!" Marshall gritted his teeth in response.
Scarface said grimly, "Then don't blame me for being ruthless. Today, none of you will walk out of here!"
With that, he slowly rose to his feet.
Hearing those words, Marshall's subordinates immediately descended into panic.
They anxiously pleaded, "Mr. Clive, just beg this big brother for mercy already!"
"Yeah, you can't drag us down with you. We don't want to die!"
