The steel block stood on the stage, with his arms crossed, looking down at Henry, who had come out halfway, and opened his mouth wide, revealing a nonchalant smile.

Paula and Keith both stood up and looked over here in astonishment.

If Henry hadn't shown up just now, Bailey would have been doomed. Paula was so infuriated that she threw her handbag to the ground.

At this moment, the door of the Fierce Club was suddenly opened, and a group of brave and valiant soldiers marched in in unison. They quickly spread out and guarded all the entrances and exits.

A man who looked like an officer came up and gave Henry a neat and beautiful salute. "The siege is complete. Please give instructions, Sir."

Just as Henry was about to give the order, he saw a dozen or so men coming from behind the field, all with angry looks on their faces.

"Who are you? Why are you here causing trouble?" Several of the club's top executives showed up at the moment.

"Your club is organizing mass gambling. Is there any reason? I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm here to get rid of the harm for the people." Henry's voice carried a bone-chilling coldness, and his deep, dark eyes seemed like a bottomless abyss, giving rise to boundless fear.

The top brass also fell silent, and they were indeed in the wrong.

"We were once in the military, and now that we've been discharged, we've started this small business. We don't quite understand some things, I hope you can be kind to us."

"Those who serve in the military are all upright and upright, whether they are active-duty or retired, they stand upright and behave properly." Henry would not eat anything soft or hard.

"Young man, I advise you not to be impulsive. You want to figure out the ins and outs of this club and come back to talk later. Don't flood the Dragon King Temple and let the family not recognize each other." A plump middle-aged man in the management, in a slightly mocking tone, advised Henry to speak.

In the Ascalia Military District, House of Collins is a force to be reckoned with.

"I know what you mean. Don't you just want to say that your club has something to do with Carl?" Henry smiled indifferently and made straight out the middle-aged man's veiled meaning.

"You know all of that?" The man was even more astonished that someone would dare to be so presumptuous and openly oppose Carl.

"If you weren't related to Carl, I wouldn't bother to do it myself." Henry raised his eyebrows and a mocking smile appeared on his statue-like handsome face. "I, Henry, have a good habit of reciprocating courtesy. If Carl salutes me a foot, of course I will repay him a foot."

Carl incited Keith to write an article attacking him, and he found someone to cut off his income.

"Oh, you're Henry?" Several people in the management team said in unison.

During these days, Boss Carl has been constantly reminding them to be cautious and to guard against Henry's retaliation. But everyone was not greedy enough, thinking of making as much money as possible and not willing to give up the bet completely. Unexpectedly, Henry came to the door today.

"Take away all the people who bet on gambling, not a single one left."Henry looked up at the steel block standing on the stage with a dangerous, cold gaze and said, "Don't move that one on the stage. I'll deal with it alone."

"Yes, Sir." The officer stood at attention, his leather shoes touched, and made a pleasant sound.

At the officer's command, all the soldiers began to act.

The top managers of the club, as well as those who had placed large bets on gambling, were all arrested by the soldiers.

"Let me go. Do you know who I am? That Henry over there is my big brother." Paula, with a look of disdain, pointed her finger at the soldier who was about to capture her and lectured her in a commanding manner.

The soldiers were stunned. They never expected that the arrest would bring out Henry's sister.

Paula and Keith were brought before Henry by the soldiers.

Paula glared fiercely at Bailey, who was standing beside Henry, and then changed to a pitiful look and said to Henry, "Big brother, I was just bored at home and came to have some fun..."

She was only halfway through her words when Henry raised his hand and slapped his sister hard.

Paula covered her face with her hand and looked at Henry in terror, not daring to say a word.

"Can't you value your IQ? Play around. You could have put in ten or eight dollars. Now this amount, what do you say?" Henry held the bet of 100,000 yuan in his hand.

"You'll bully me. What about her? She's on stage for betting. Why don't you say anything about her?" Paula had to pull Bailey on her back anyway.

"She's not wrong. She has her responsibility in this matter. I'll deal with her later." There was no emotion in Henry's voice.

Paula still wanted to talk back to her brother, but Keith pulled her clothes. "Forget it. A good man doesn't take a loss in the first moment. Do you want to get beaten again?"

Paula touched the burning half of her face, feeling reluctant but not daring to speak again.

"You go out first and wait for me in the car." Henry said to Bailey in a very calm tone, but with an unquestionable authority. Bailey looked at Henry, knowing she was in the wrong and feeling guilty, nodded obediently and went out.

Henry tapped Philip with his hand and hooked his index finger. "Come here."

Philip swallowed hard and ran over, "Sir Henry..... "Spare my life."

"You didn't tell Bailey about me, did you?" Henry asked Philip.

"I... I didn't say." In fact, he did tell Bailey, and it was he who brought Bailey to Fight Club to catch Henry, but Bailey never believed him. In this situation, Philip would never tell the truth no matter what.

Philip was rather puzzled at the beginning. Why would someone be so foolish, winning ten games and earning 30,000 in prize money, and then turning away without taking a penny? Now he figured out that Henry had come in disguise to fight the ring that time just to find out the ins and outs of the mighty Club and the process of betting.

"I didn't say anything," he said. Henry nodded with satisfaction. "In a moment, my men will send these people to the police station. It's up to you to explain the problem or to put up a fight."

Philip, of course, knew what to do. Just now someone had exposed Mr. Carl as a trump card, but Henry didn't take it seriously and openly declared that he was here today to mess with him. This shows that he has a stronger background than Mr. Carl. How could he not lean on Henry, such a big shot standing in front of him?

Philip quickly stated that he must give an active account, perform well, and give an account of everything that should be said and should not be said.

Henry gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder as an encouragement.

Then Henry turned his gaze and waved his hand at the bewildered, confused steel block, "Come here, we two men have a one-on-one fight."