“Move! Move aside, all of you! Don't block the way!” An arrogant voice soon sounded.
The voice terrified the crowd, and all of them instantly moved to make way.
A tall and burly man in a suit, who had a rugged look and was wearing a ponytail, along with a tall and skinny man in ajetroinian traditional outfit, appeared with a dozen subordinates following behind them.
The tall and burly man was none other than Bentley.
He had a huge figure and looked extremely powerful. The black suit he was wearing looked like black armor on him.
The man exuded a calm and domineering aura, and the dark expression on his face made him look a lot more menacing.
The Jetroinian man beside Bentley was his business partner. His name was Hideo Komura, and it was said that he had good swordsmanship.
Upon hearing what had happened on the cultural street, both of them had hurried to the place with their subordinates.
“Mr. Jabbar! Mr. Komura!”
At the sight of Bentley and Hideo, Big Bull cried out to them as if he was an aggrieved mischievous kid. He tried to stand up to go to where they were, but just as he was about to do so, Colin pressed a hand on his shoulder and forced him down to his knees again.
Thud!
Big Bull kneeled on the ground. Both his knees bled as he howled in pain.
“Mr. Cross did not tell you to get up, so continue staying on your knees,” Colin stated coldly.
Big Bull was Bentley and Hideo’s top henchman.
Having seen what had happened, one of them furrowed their brows, while the other had a furious look on their face.
Hideo turned to Bentley and said, “It looks like they're really here to cause trouble, Mr. Jabbar. Are you going to handle this, or should I do it?”
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