Ethan Smith's words left the gambling rock shop's owner momentarily stunned before he burst into a fit of crazed laughter.
"What did you say? Want me to hand over the money? Have you gone mad?" Mr. Tenny sneered incessantly.
As he sized up Ethan Smith, Mr. Tenny could tell there was no spiritual power fluctuating within him, not taking him seriously in the slightest.
"Attack, slaughter him!" At Mr. Tenny's furious command, the eight men dashed towards Ethan Smith.
But within ten minutes, the eight men began to flee in disarray.
They had thought that sealing the gate would trap Ethan Smith, but they never imagined that they would be the ones unable to escape instead!
In a matter of minutes, all eight were beaten to death by Ethan Smith's iron fists.
The gambling rock shop's owner stood in place, his eyes widened in disbelief.
This power... it was simply too terrifying! Killing eight people with just his bare fists shattered his worldview!
