"Boss, Ah Hua has charged out, but those people seem to know we're still here, not many have left."
A few men armed with weapons surrounded a man in the middle. The man, however, was calm; the constant sound of weapons from outside didn't seem to affect him at all.
"Can we break out?"
The men exchanged glances, one of them hesitated a bit: "Boss, there are too many people outside, we've lost quite a few brothers just now, I'm afraid…"
The Boss swept them with a look.
The men's backs instantly turned cold, and they straightened their spines: "We can!"
Only then did the Boss nod contentedly: "They're just a few small fries, if you can't deal with them, following me all these years would have been in vain."
"…"
Although the outsiders were not that formidable, they had the advantage in numbers.
Even two hands can't fend off four fists.
Of course, the men didn't dare to contradict the Boss and started to discuss a plan.