Long Fei's hands swiftly moved to shield his neck as he grabbed the rope and fiercely executed a back-body drop, flinging the large man behind him through the air.
With a thud, he crashed to the ground from nearly two meters high, his pain so intense that he immediately screamed out.
Ma Kui and his entourage were all taken aback, not expecting Long Fei would dare to fight back.
He cursed loudly, "Kill him!"
A group of people, armed with iron rods and baseball bats, rushed towards Long Fei and started smashing down on him.
A stick whistled through the air, aimed directly at Long Fei's back.
These gangsters were ruthless, aiming not for vital areas, as a hit on the back would not be fatal.
Long Fei raised his right hand and took a quick back step, seizing the brawny man's wrist, and leaned back powerfully.
The strong man's hand was gripped as if in a vise.
He yelped in pain and dropped the stick on the ground.
