He admitted Zhang Fan was strong, after all, Zhang Fan had shattered Fan Jian's ribs with a single kick.
But for one person to take them all on alone, that was too much.
There were over a hundred of them, after all.
If everyone charged at once, keep in mind, this was combat, not even a special forces unit would dare talk to them like that.
They were no rookies either; being able to become a member of the special forces meant that their combat skills were solid.
A hundred, even just by sheer numbers, could bury Zhang Fan alive!
"Form ranks! Surround him!"
Ren Zuling gritted his teeth and bellowed.
Zhang Fan dared to underestimate them, today if he didn't beat Zhang Fan until he was black and blue, he wouldn't call himself Ren Zuling.
At the same time, a group of people, already infuriated by Zhang Fan to the point of glaring and spewing rage, suddenly moved into action, a hundred and a few more, instantly dispersing and surrounding Zhang Fan in the center.
