Pang Song was filled with both shock and rage. He was shocked that even after his recent transformation, he still stood no chance against Xiao Yang—in terms of speed and strength, he felt like a mere chick under a hawk’s talons. He was enraged by his inability to exact revenge; his fury was a futile, burning sensation with no outlet.
The security guards dared not stop anyone. There were only two outcomes for anyone who tried: a trip to the hospital or a trip to the crematorium. Everyone there was just a wage earner; there was no need to risk their lives for a three- or four-thousand-yuan paycheck. Xiao Yang was likely the only person who could beat up a mall owner and walk away with such swagger.
"Didn't the Pang family go bankrupt? How do they still have money?" Xi Qiuying asked, puzzled.
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