"Kid, have you had enough of living?"
"The Second Master himself asked you to cure him, and you refuse?" Earnest Bauer berated harshly.
A signal seemed to summon over a dozen men into the room, all genuine martial artists, capable of combating hundreds at once.
If these men attacked simultaneously, Earnest Bauer could assure that even if William Cole had some strange technique, a single silver needle wouldn't be enough to subdue them.
A dozen martial artists attacking at once could instantly bring down William Cole.
At best, William Cole could only subdue a few of them.
"Stop!"
Charles Warner shouted lowly, casting a cold glance at Earnest Bauer: "Who asked you to lay a hand on Mr. Cole?"
"A bunch of idiots, get out of my sight!"
"Mr. Cole is my guest!"
Earnest Bauer and his men were discontent, but under Charles Warner's intimidating presence, they didn't dare contradict, and quietly left.