The group of wealthy bosses was frozen in fear. Obviously, the scene unfolding before them was completely outside of their realm of understanding.
Or to put it another way, this did not follow the rules of the market. It was simple, violent, and straightforward. If someone was stronger than you, you had to submit.
It is said that the market is like a battlefield, but when faced with a real battlefield, the difference was stark.
It was because losing on the real battlefield meant death!
The majestic Yang Chengsi, who had been in control of everything just moments ago, had now been crippled.
Even his opponent's movements were fast as lightning, and with their untrained naked eyes, they could not even follow Wen Ziteng's moves.
"I will definitely pass on this message!" Yang Chengsi replied, gritting his teeth.
He knew that his old enemy had climbed to a higher level, and he had no way of taking revenge with just his own power.