"Look, my men have arrived."
Sean said casually, his tone so nonchalant.
However, the bearded man could not smile, nor could any of his lackeys.
Their faces turned pale as their heads were covered in sweat, and some even dropped their weapons.
Was this a joke? There were only 50 of them, but there were hundreds of them!
How could they fight them?
What f*cking fight?
Benji and his beautiful female secretary, Amelia, walked up to Sean. Benji gave Sean a military salute as everyone watched.
"Commander, I've assembled the troops. Please give us the instructions!"
Sean nodded, looked at the 50 or so gangsters, and said with a smile, "Disarm."
As soon as Sean spoke, Benji turned around with a swoosh, pointed swiftly at the gangsters, and shouted, "Disarm all of them!"
"Yes!"
With 100 security guards approaching, the circle got smaller. Over 50 gangsters in the middle kept shrinking toward the center. Soon, the gangsters squeezed against each other, and there was hardly any room to stand.
"Drop your weapon!"
"Drop your weapons, raise your hands, and surrender!"
"Drop your weapon, or we'll attack!"
The security guards shouted, making the group of gangsters paler.
The bearded man promptly dropped his weapon, and the other gangsters did the same by throwing them to the ground.
"Who are you?"
The bearded man asked, looking at Sean in shock.
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