Chapter 119

A short while later, there was a commotion at the entrance. Suddenly, a middle-aged man in a red shirt entered the pub. He had a tattoo on his chest and a bald head, and he looked fearsome. There were also at least a few dozen young men behind him, and they all had tattoos all over their bodies. Those people were all carrying weapons in their hands, and they looked like they were ready to fight. "Who dares to cause a scene here? They must have a death wish!" "Who was it? Is it you?" "Get out here right now!" The young men started shouting, and almost everyone became tense. Those who were scared had already left when they had the chance. Quentin made his way through the crowd and grinned as he offered a cigarette to the middle-aged man. "You're here, Oscar! I'm terribly sorry for embarrassing you, but that guy really is great at fighting. Also, he's a crazy fighter, and there was nothing I could do about it!" Right after he said that, Oscar slapped him loudly. Quentin fell to the