"Brother Newton!"
"Brother Newton!"
"Damn, kid, you dare to hit our Brother Newton? Are you crazy?"
"Someone come! Wreck him!"
The minions who had been playing around, upon witnessing this scene, all changed in color and gathered towards William Cole.
They were baffled, unable to grasp what was happening.
How did someone suddenly rush in, grab Brother Newton by the head, and start pounding it against the coffee table?
However, these minions didn't dare to make a move, as William Cole didn't seem to be someone easily provoked.
Moreover, since William Cole had Brother Newton in his grip, they were reluctant to act rashly.
William Cole ignored the nearby minions, looking at Brother Newton's bloody, broken head, he spoke indifferently, "Do you realize what you've done wrong?"
"Your mother's... who are you..." Brother Newton barely began.
"Bang—!"
"Bang—!"
"Bang—!"