The employees from the procurement department sighed out of relief when they watched Fane finishing three men with just a few punches. It was truly undeniable that Fane possessed the ability to be the Drakes' bodyguard.
Dozens of men sprinted out of the VIP room right after one of them shouted toward the room.
"Oh my goodness! There are dozens of them!”
Sonia and the others were stupefied by the situation. They stumbled back a few steps, afraid of getting hurt once the war began.
"Thank you, Sir! I just can't thank you enough!" The woman immediately hid behind Fane after the men n o longer had a hold on her. "But they have the numbers," she continued worriedly. "Sir, w-what are you going to do?"
Fane gave her a dry smile. "Just stand behind me. Don't worry about me; I am Fane Woods. Even if the King of all Gods is here, he wouldn't dare to play me for a fool!"
A foot came up from the ground and kicked the tattooed man at his abdomen. Fane threw the tattooed man a kick that sent him backward, and it knocked down several men behind the man who rushed toward Fane.
"Dang it! Take him down!”
Somebody shouted, and all of the sudden, Fane was surrounded by a group of men.
Bam! Pow! Whomp!
In a blink of an eye, those people were sprawled on the ground as they wailed in agony. They were thrown before they could touch a single strand of Fane's hair.
People from other VIP rooms came out quietly after they heard the sound of fighting, and they peeped at the battle.
"Jesus Christ! Isn't he too strong? It was only one against dozens!"
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