Xiao Luo twisted and charged. Like a beast in human form, he rammed straight into one of the mixed martial arts club's members and sent him flying. To the man, the amount of force was like being brutally smashed by a car at full speed. He landed heavily in front of Zhao Xinghe, Du Pengfei, and the others. His stomach turned as he retched uncontrollably.
Zhao Xinghe and Du Pengfei were too shocked to speak, and their palms grew cold and sweaty. It should not have been difficult for more than a hundred people to beat up Xiao Luo. But now that they'd seen the extent of his strength and ferocity, they'd lost all hope of defeating him.
Xiao Luo stood like a malevolent god, immovable and radiating bloodlust, amid nearly 30 fallen bodies.
"I treated you like human beings, but you've decided to act like dogs. I told you before. When a dog bites a human, I give it a thrashing. I beat it until it fears me, till the sight of me makes it tremble in fear!"
