The security door had already started to dent inwards; the situation was extremely dangerous.
"You two go up, I'll deal with them!"
Old Master Jiang shielded Jiang Meng and Liu Xin behind him and picked up a stick from the rack.
Standing there, he coldly watched the continuously denting security door.
When he was young, he had fought with others too.
He couldn't let the two women get hurt.
Boom!
Jiang Meng and Liu Xin hadn't had the chance to go upstairs yet.
The security door was forced open.
A person rushed in.
Old Master Jiang, holding the long stick, directly knocked one person to the ground.
"You old fool, courting death!"
Wang Zhan pushed aside the underling in front of him and walked over, kicking out directly.
The long stick in Old Master Jiang's hands broke.
Wang Zhan's foot struck Old Master Jiang's stomach.
Old Master Jiang fell to the ground, drenched in cold sweat, his face pale.
