Tan Ming swallowed her saliva and looked at the man who had already stabilized himself in the dark. As she put on a defensive stance, she asked, "Brother, you…"
"Can you support me here?" Before she could finish her question, Zou Bai was already entangled with the bald man. Tan Ming was also smart. She quickly grabbed the man on her right and faced him head-on, swinging her stick at the other party's face.
The man raised his steel rod to block it. Tan Ming took the opportunity to kick the man's crotch. The man covered his crotch and knelt on the ground. He did not even have the strength to cry out in pain.
A trace of ruthlessness flashed across the eyes of the remaining two people. After looking at each other, they planned to attack Tan Ming together.
At this moment, Zou Bai had already controlled the bald man. He pressed the dagger tightly against the man's throat and used local language to negotiate with them.
