Joking aside, Go Lao'er had personally witnessed Mo Han alone crushing over six hundred of his Jucail Commercial Association's men.
Getting on the bad side of someone like him, all he could do was silently mourn for Zhou Chao and those retired soldiers.
He fished out his phone and turned on the timer, "Start!"
No sooner had he spoken than a blur whizzed past him.
The others were also momentarily stunned, but fortunately, the retired soldiers were quick to react, each raising their fists to guard their faces.
Unfortunately, while their reactions were fast, they were not on the same level as Mo Han.
Bang bang bang!
In the blink of an eye, all the retired soldiers had been knocked to the ground, each clutching their stomachs and writhing in pain.
"What!"
Manager Zhou watched, dumbstruck. He disbelievingly rubbed his eyes, but the scene before him did not change.
"Two point eight seconds!"
