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This is strange, wave after wave of attacks, as if they won't stop until they take him down.
Wang Daniu walked out and noticed that the man who had sneaked away was making a phone call.
"Too tough, send more brothers, the quicker the better."
No wonder there were more and more attackers—it turns out this guy was calling for reinforcements?
Rage surged in Wang Daniu's heart. He took a step forward, stretched out his Dragon Claw Hand, and grabbed the man's shoulder. With a crack, the collarbone shattered.
"Pain, pain..." The man broke out in a cold sweat, and Wang Daniu gripped harder, dragging him back into the room.
Then Wang Daniu locked his Dragon Claw on the man's throat, scaring him into silence.
"Who are you guys?" Wang Daniu needed to confirm whether these were Xiao Zhan's people or not. How could a mere hotel manager mobilize such forces from the Beijing underworld?
