Chen Zhezhe did not answer. He took a step forward, reached the group of subordinates surrounding the dark-faced man, grabbed them one by one, and tossed them straight through the door. Grabbing and throwing in one fluid motion, the men were utterly powerless to resist. Like helpless little chicks, they were hurled into the private room and piled in a heap.
The last man tried to run, but the moment he took a step, Chen Zhezhe grabbed him by the collar, hauled him back, hoisted him over his head, and threw him in with the rest.
The private room's door remained wide open. The dark-faced man was pinned at the bottom of the pile, half-dizzy. The occupants, who had been chatting idly, all froze, their eyes snapping toward the entrance.
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