Capítulo 164: Chapter 164: Won't There be a Single Journalist Showing Up?

The conference hall of Wenx Hotel.

Three to four dozen burly men, upon receiving their command, swarmed towards White Mitchell like a hive of bees.

The rowdy burly men, filled with arrogance and swagger, were clearly not ones to be trifled with.

Seeing this, everyone couldn't help but worry for White Mitchell.

In their eyes, White Mitchell only had himself, no matter how strong he was, two fists couldn't overpower four, let alone now he was against thirty or forty pairs of hands.

Not to mention, even if each person just gave one punch, it wouldn't be something an ordinary person can fend off.

Furthermore, this gang of tough guys was clearly seasoned hoodlums who made their living amidst society's dregs, their fights were always more ferocious than an average person's.

"Brother, be careful!" A now alert Sherry Jones urgently warned, her beautiful face filled with anxiety.