In reality, Xu Xiyan had pierced a silver needle through the tattooed man's chest, which no one had noticed. Her movement had been too quick for anyone to detect.
Never underestimate a silver needle, it can save a life in critical condition, but can also kill someone at a critical moment. Now, the tattooed man was in pain. The slightest movement such as breathing caused even greater pain.
Four little punks plus a tattooed man had all been subdued.
Xu Xiyan finished the last bit of beef soup in her bowl, put it down, and looked at the group of miserable men. She gave a thumbs up to Huo Yunshen. "Mr. Huo, you are amazing, subduing five men on your own!"
Huo Yunshen had no idea why the tattooed man was pinned, but it did not matter so long as he no longer caused any trouble. He took back the chopsticks and smiled at Xu Xiyan.