The man's punch missed, and he became even angrier, and he threw another punch at Ethan Yang. Ethan Yang came to stop them, not to fight with the guests, so he could only raise his arm to block the man's fist. The collision of bones made a dull sound, which made people feel painful just by listening.
Holidays are a time when accidents are most frequent, and there are twice as many security guards on duty in the bar as usual. At this time, hearing the sound of bottles breaking and loud shouting, several security guards quickly ran up from the corner of the stairs to deal with the situation.
"Hey! Go out and beat them up!" The leading security guard pointed an electric baton at the drunken guys, walked over with a muscular body, and shouted in a hoarse voice, "The police are waiting downstairs. If anyone wants to go in and wait for them tonight, just go ahead and do it."
He was a big and strong man, and his tone of voice was much rougher than Ethan Yang's. With just one shout, he stopped several drunks who were about to start a fight.
"Stop it," the man throwing the punch was grabbed by the arm by a woman with heavy makeup behind him, "You've drunk too much..."
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