"Don't move, all of you stand still. Bring my brother out for me."
Facing the crowd coming over.
Ephraim Carter wasn't flustered at all.
It could be seen that he was a person who had seen the world.
Under the gunpoint, none of Bill Bates' underlings dared to act rashly.
Ephraim Carter appeared very smug, looking at everyone with disdainful eyes.
At this moment.
Ephraim Carter suddenly sensed some movement behind him.
He desperately tried to turn around, but it was too late.
An ashtray came flying directly toward his face.
Trying to turn the gun around, it was already too late, and with a thud, Ephraim Carter collapsed on the ground.
Despite the blow, he hadn't passed out yet.
Just as he was about to get up.
Bill Bates shouted, "Take him down!"
His underlings swarmed forward.
Pinning Ephraim Carter to the ground.
The Leopard Cat walked forward, stepping on Ephraim Carter's wrist.
