Du Wanhun and Duan Yaohui had become mute.
They opened their mouths, but couldn't utter a single word.
Ye Tian's skills were ridiculously strong.
The abilities of these fifty or so thugs were definitely not worse than those of average bodyguards.
In the midst of their siege, not only did Ye Tian remain unharmed, he even crushed his opponents with an overwhelming might.
This made Du Wanhun and Duan Yaohui feel incredibly surreal.
Seeing Ye Tian steadily approaching, the muscles on Du Wanhun and Duan Yaohui's faces twitched.
The remaining ten thugs didn't dare launch another attack on Ye Tian.
Duan Meijuan ran towards the cliff behind her. She arrived under the big tree where Mo Laosan was hung and roared, "Brat, if you dare to move again, I'll untie the rope and let Mo Laosan fall into the abyss."
"Do you think he'll smash into pieces?"
After hearing Duan Meijuan's words, the panic on Du Wanhun and Duan Yaohui's faces dissipated somewhat.
