"How could this happen?" Old Man Geng laid down behind the counter, panic written across his face.
Although he wasn't the target of the bikers, he was so frightened that his legs became soft since he stood right beside them, the spikes and blades coming way too close for comfort when the fight was going on. Then, in the midst of it all, some blood splattered across his face. Old Man Geng could not imagine how Zhang Heng could withstand wave after wave of attack.
The thugs too couldn't believe that Zhang Heng managed to gain the upper hand with so many fighting against him. And he even killed quite a number of them as well. Unfortunately, it did not make their situation better for the duo. For now, the attack had temporarily stopped, but at the same time, the roar of motorcycle engines became louder and louder. It meant that more and more were enemies coming at them.
"What deal did you help him with?" Zhang Heng frowned.
