Seeing Zhang Xian arrive, Buckteeth Zhou and the others rallied, morale surging as they charged at the security guards.
In battle, morale is crucial. Sometimes, even if you're weaker than your opponent, having high spirits might be enough to turn the tables.
"Damn, these guys have lost it."
"What the hell are they doing? Can't they stop fighting so hard?"
The security guards had been having the upper hand and fighting comfortably. But now these guys were like they didn't value their lives, and the security guys were a bit scared to go up front. They even felt a little suppressed.
"Damn it..."
The captain jumped up from the ground, furious: "What's going on? Who dares to sneak behind and strike me?"
Zhang Xian watched the captain, gave a cold smile, "To deal with a minor character like you, do I, young master, need to attack you from behind? Even if I confront you directly, it's nothing more than a few slaps."
