"Fire!"
The pale-faced middle-aged man's hands were already stained with blood from years of violence; he didn't care if they got a little bloodier. With a wave of his hand, the hundred or so men behind him raised their powerful crossbows. Over a hundred bolts shot forth with a deafening roar!
It was like a swarm of bees buzzing overhead, the hum mixed with the piercing shriek of bolts tearing through the air. The sound alone was enough to make one's soul tremble.
"Sigh, Manager Gao is making a mountain out of a molehill! He called all of us out just to deal with three young people!"
"Heh, Manager Gao is desperate to become the Vice Gang Leader. I heard these three embarrassed our Gang Leader in our own restaurant!"
"Really? No wonder Manager Gao is putting on such a show!"
