"You motherf*cker!"
He Yong looked at the burly man who was not even close to him. He raised his butcher knife high and leaped into the air. When he slashed down at him, he turned around and wanted to escape.
However, he was protected too well. There were people all around him. There was no way to retreat! He could only grit his teeth, brandishing his machete, and charge forward.
Mike, who had descended from the sky, was like a god of war. His eyes were filled with contempt!
"Bang…"
In the next second, when Mike's machete slashed into He Yong's machete...
There was a loud collision!
Although they had the same weapons, Mike's strength was much greater than He Yong's. In addition, one was an attack and the other was a defense. The results were naturally different.
"Uh..."
