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Shua shua shua.
A group of security guards all pulled out their batons, looking intimidating.
Just now in the monitoring room, they must have witnessed everything and naturally knew that Gu Changsheng was not to be trifled with, so if they were going to make a move now, they would surely be all in, without the slightest slack.
The person confronting Gu Changsheng had the corner of his mouth turned up in a smug smile, "So you think you're a good fighter? Come on, why don't you spar with Mr. Cui's men?"
In his view, what did it matter how skillful Gu Changsheng was?
No matter how high your martial arts are, you'd still dread carrying bricks.
The security team at the exhibition center was different from his own men, who were just temporarily brought in to make up numbers. In contrast, the security team consisted of skilled fighters from martial arts families. With a dozen or twenty of them wielding batons, couldn't they take down just one man?
The atmosphere was rigid.
