The man who was being beaten couldn't even see when or how Mu Lingchuan had thrown his punches.
All he knew was that out of nowhere, a heavy punch had landed on his nose.
He felt a sudden darkness in front of him and before he could even let out a cry of anguish, he was already falling to the ground.
The man standing not far from him hadn't reacted yet when Mu Lingchuan's second punch landed directly on his face.
Both men writhed on the ground, crying out in pain.
But Mu Lingchuan wasn't planning on letting them go. He stepped over, lifted the first man he had knocked down.
His right hand raised, ready to land another punch.
Baili Xia screamed from behind him, "Brother, don't hit them! Brother…"
"They dared to bully you, I'll beat them to death."
Mu Lingchuan's eyes were red with anger, his fists tightly clenched.
"It's a misunderstanding, it's all a misunderstanding." Another woman nervously stepped forward.
