Just as he reached the second floor of the restaurant, Ye Long saw a bunch of beefy men standing at the entrance of the second floor, their bodies marked with tattoos that were downright chilling to behold — clearly not the sort to be trifled with!
After walking up the stairs, the muscular men at the entrance turned their gaze toward Ye Long, and he, taking a glance inside, was stunned!
In the entire second floor of the restaurant, it was swarming with people, all heads, not daring to claim there were two or three hundred, but certainly more than a hundred. Groups of brawny men sat in threes and fives at the tables, while others stood smoking and chatting, turning the whole restaurant hazy with smoke!
Seeing this scene, Ye Long couldn't help but laugh to himself. Can Dou really thought highly of himself, gathering so many people to deal with him. It seemed this guy truly loathed him to the bone!
"Who are you?" The beefy men at the entrance eyed Ye Long suspiciously and asked.
