"..."
Meanwhile, the customers who were venting their frustrations because of the music also became chaotic in an instant.
Run for your lives!
Pay the bill?
How was this possible?
Under such circumstances, shouldn't they be running for their lives now?
Freddy Martin would never have thought that in just a few minutes, the Queen Bar would lose millions of dollars in just one night!
Oliver Walker didn't stop. He weaved through the chaotic crowd and walked toward the guy who looked like a leader.
"You... You f*cking…"
The leader's face was gloomy. He waved the machete in his hand and gestured blindly in the air. He tried to calm his panic and embolden himself.
"Don't come over, I'll cut you!"
"Ah..."
In the blink of an eye, Oliver Walker slapped the leader to the ground and said coldly, "Freddy Martin and Andy, which of them is here?"
