Before Brother Z and the rest had time to think, two men in black had already entered the room. They did not know whatever was happening but everything was happening so fast.
A kick was sent towards Brother Z's face and the sound of bones breaking could be heard clearly in the silent night.
Brother Z fell over while crying loudly, "Aah!...aaah!...!"
The pain was unbearable. His jaw had been broken by the motion just now. The other four looked on with fear.
Of the two men who had just come in, one of them looked like death itself. He had a well-chiseled jaw. The dim lights inside the murky room accentuated his beauty to a maximum yet this was not the face of a beauty!
His brows were furrowed. There was no anger written on his face yet everyone who saw it felt the urgent need to flee.
The four people were now writhing on the floor after receiving several blows from Mo Xing.
