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After listening to Xiao Ming's call with the Family Head, the bodyguards no longer had any disdain for him; in fact, they were filled with fear.
They didn't understand what Xiao Ming was talking about, but they knew that the Family Head of the Zhuang Family had caved.
The Zhuang family's eldest son was beaten half to death, and the perpetrator only had to say a few words to escape without a hitch, even forcing the Zhuang family to abandon assets worth over a hundred million.
What kind of power was that? What kind of background?
What was going on?
The bodyguards looked at each other, not daring to answer yes or no, and just stood in line obediently, like punished elementary school students.
"I had no intention of using a knife on your young master again. Hurry up, who... never mind,"
Xiao Ming, impatient, kicked the burly man he had previously knocked out, "Just pick someone at random and chop off his right hand.
