"Okay."
Lin Fan held the straight knife with high confidence in Gu Hang's abilities, believing the so-called intimidating power to likely be what he imagined.
Gu Hang took a deep breath and stood up, flexing his arms, "Let's fight, then talk."
The eight members looked at each other in a joking manner, thinking if they couldn't beat him eight against one, they might as well bash their heads in and die.
The surrounding survivors watched as if it was a spectacle.
This guy is doomed.
In the crowd, Xia Ya was very puzzled. She remembered the young man with the sword, the one who had spoken up for her earlier.
She didn't expect him to appear again.
"Get him for me," Wu Xiang roared.
The eight members charged at Gu Hang.
Under normal circumstances, even with Gu Hang's nine years in the military and strong physique, he would have been at a disadvantage facing the onslaught of eight men.
