Liu Ergou's voice was not quiet. Not only did Liu Yunxi hear him perfectly, but so did Sun Yunxing beside them. Already gloating, Sun Yunxing laughed so hard he couldn't straighten his back. Liu Ergou, however, didn't react, simply standing there and watching him quietly.
As for the crowd of onlookers, they had long since retreated to the changing rooms, leaving the vast beach to just Sun Yunxing, Liu Ergou, and Liu Yunxi.
Over ten minutes passed in a flash. Soon, a black Mercedes-Benz approached from the distance, followed by three vans. In the blink of an eye, the four vehicles pulled up and stopped in front of Liu Ergou.
The door of the lead Mercedes opened first.
A familiar figure stepped out. As he appeared, the other three vans stopped and disgorged a hulking crowd. Liu Ergou estimated there were over twenty men, every single one of them a brawny, sturdy-framed brute. They clutched weapons like steel pipes and iron chains, their expressions ferocious.
