Long Shaogong had no ability to resist, and his left leg was directly shattered by Seventeen's punch.
Long Shaowu and the other of Dragon Sound Pavilion looked on, not daring to intervene to help; they were all frightened out of their wits.
"Ah…"
Long Shaogong screamed miserably, gritting his teeth and roaring, "You... you actually broke my leg, you dare!"
Only after Seventeen retreated behind Ye Feng did Long Shaowu dare to rush over, helping Long Shaogong up and pulling him back to the car.
"Ye, we are both direct lineage scions of the Long Family, and you dare to cripple my brother's left leg; my grandfather will definitely not let you go, just you wait!"
"A waste from the Hong Family, relying on a powerful bodyguard, dares to act so recklessly? You really think no one in Jiangdu can handle you, let's go, and immediately go back and tell Grandfather. Tomorrow at the martial hall, even if you, young man, don't come, you're definitely on a path to death!"
