"Mr. Qi, it's right here."
The two sides were in a deadlock when the previously anxious voice of the manager came from the entrance.
"Chen Baoshan has called a bunch of people; I reckon that young brother has already been beaten half to death!"
Amid the exclamations, Qi Zhixuan rushed into the private room in a hurry.
The manager who entered with him was immediately shocked by the scene in front of him.
He saw gangsters lying all over the floor, howling in pain, while Zhang Xiaowei, who he thought had already been half beaten to death, was standing unscathed in front of Chen Baoshan.
When he saw Chen Baoshan's sorry state, he couldn't help but gasp in shock.
How could this be?
Could it be that all these people of Chen Baoshan were beaten down by him alone?
It was too unbelievable; it was like a scene out of a martial arts film.
The manager's mind was filled with question marks.
