More than 30 bodyguards stepped out from behind Xing Junhuan and went in front of everyone in a disciplined manner.
They lifted their hands expressionlessly.
Slap!
More than ten slaps fell at the same time, producing a crisp sound.
The people who were hit were shocked. The entire room fell into dead silence.
Yang Mingan, a newborn calf that was not afraid of tigers, was the first person to jump out. "Xing Junhuan, on what basis did you hit me? If you don't give me an explanation today, we, the Yang family, will definitely not let this matter rest!"
Xing Junhuan's beautiful thin lips curved into an evil arc. "You want an explanation, right? I'll give it to you."
"Bring out my mobile."
The bodyguard immediately placed his mobile on his palm.
Xing Junhuan dialed a number. "Cut off all the Yang family's supply channels to the military."