"Damn it, when did this kid show up." Scarface felt some fear when he first saw Zhang Xiaomeng, but then he remembered he had bought a batch of electric batons to take Zhang Xiaomeng down.
As long as Zhang Xiaomeng got electrocuted, he would instantly lose his ability to fight.
"This kid can't be dealt with by just one of us, let's move together," Scarface commanded with a shout.
The people present were all flushed with rage, their hatred for the humiliation they suffered was insurmountable.
They were determined to vent the anger in their hearts.
The crackling electric batons added some brightness to the stairwell.
"Xiaomeng, don't worry about us, you run," Jiang Qing gritted her teeth. The weapons in these people's hands were extraordinary, and she was very worried about Zhang Xiaomeng's safety.
Zhang Xiaomeng snorted coldly, "If I really ran away, then what would happen to you guys?"
"I, Zhang Xiaomeng, am not the kind of man who just abandons his women."
