A member of the underworld like him had seen many tough guys, and he was a tough guy himself.
However, he had never seen such a tough guy.
The unreasonable ones feared the half-witted ones, while the half-witted ones feared the fearless ones.
The look in Sean's eyes and his aura was more frightening than the fearless ones!
"Is the office on the second floor?"
Sean asked again, glancing at Mr. Herman.
Mr. Herman widened his eyes, but he could not say a word.
A hint of sarcasm flashed across Sean's lips as he turned and walked inside the club.
No one dared to stop him this time.
"Mr. Herman, I'll get more men!"
A young man wiped the bloodstain from the corner of his mouth and immediately took out his phone.
Swoosh!
Mr. Herman suddenly reached out his hand to stop the young man before walking slowly into the club with a solemn expression.
The others followed.
They all wanted to see what Sean was up to.
Hank and Demi looked at each other and saw the curiosity in each other's eyes.
"Ahem, let's go, darling.
"Sean is not going to make it."
Hank scratched his head. He did not want to be here any longer.
If Sean got into the mood to beat them up, Hank could not do a thing to stop him.
"Let's go! Let's go!"
Demi just nodded without hesitation.
The way Sean looked earlier scared her that she dared not stay any longer.
...
Within the club.
Sean made his way down the hallway to the dance floor in the center, his eyes focused on it.
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