With a violent crash, he dodged swiftly and broke the arm of a man who was rushing towards him from behind. The man screamed and dropped his stick. Rong Zhan picked up the stick and swung it at the back of his neck, causing him to fall to the ground and never get up.
They didn't even need to use any close-range fighting moves. With a few swings of the stick, they were beaten black and blue, rolling on the ground and wailing in pain.
With a stick in one hand and a cigarette in his mouth, Rong Zhan narrowed his eyes and glanced at the people around him. He sneered. a bunch of useless people!
As for sang nuo and a slightly chubby young man, their faces were bruised and swollen. They supported each other as they stood unsteadily at the side, dumbstruck as they watched all this.
