Mitchel scoffed. He lit a cigarette, held it between his teeth, and turned his head indifferently.

Jeff's friends turned a deaf ear to Jeff's calling them snitches. To save their heads, they crawled and rolled toward the door and fled out.

They all cursed their luck and wondered what Jeff had done to attract the harbinger of death.

Jeff, now looking like he had been run over by a car, struggled to say each of his words clearly as he cursed, “Fuck you! Just wait until my dad gets here. I'll skin you alive!"

Hearing this, Mitchel raised his eyebrows and suddenly laughed.

Matteo knew what was coming next. He turned around and ordered, "Go call Jerry."

Soon, Jerry, the owner of the Siren, came in. He almost suffered a heart attack when he saw his son lying on the floor with all kinds of injuries on his body.

Jerry rushed to hold Jeff and roared, "Who did this to my son? My God! I can't take this. How the hell did this happen!"

At the sight of his father, Jeff raised his head as snot dripped from his nose. He pointed at the man behind him and cried with his mouth twisted to the side, “It's him... That's the man who did this to me. I want you to beat him to death right away."

Jerry looked over, only to find a man smoking with an air of arrogance. Even his standing posture was like that of a king.

Never in a million years did he think someone would be so arrogant to come to his territory and beat his son.

Jerry sneered and beckoned, "Come in now! Give him a good welcome for me."

At this moment, more than a dozen bodyguards swarmed in and surrounded the room. They were all employed by Jerry.

However, Mitchel only had two bodyguards and an assistant who looked very gentle.

Mitchel was outnumbered. If all these men beat him up, how could he resist? His two bodyguards couldn't protect him against more than a dozen men around them.

At the thought of this, Jerry grinned hideously. He was confident to win.

Jerry raised his hand and hooked his finger, hinting at the bodyguards to make a move. Mitchel saw this but he didn't show any sign of fear at all. He didn't even move. He still sat there leisurely with his long legs crossed. It was as if he was just watching a show.

But before all Jerry's men could move, a loud noise suddenly sounded.

Jerry turned around in confusion, only to be shocked by the scene in front of him. It turned out that all his men had been taken down one after another. They curled up on the floor, groaning in pain.

The entire process happened in less than five minutes. Jerry found this the most shocking.