Mr. Shen Wan's gaze grew even colder. The drone, which he had not yet recalled, began to glow with a red light. At a flick of his hand, it resumed its attack, quickly slaughtering the large men who had reached the doorway.
The few spectators who had been standing by and watching the show finally snapped out of their daze. A sudden burst of screams erupted inside the noisy fight club, abruptly silencing the once lively venue. The crowd first looked at the few people screaming, then followed their gazes toward the door, and began screaming themselves.
Heaven have mercy, these gamblers were at most used to seeing the occasional fighter die in the ring—how could they possibly stomach the visual impact of such a pile of people, oh no, a pile of minced chunks?
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