From the look in these men's eyes clad in black, Zhang Xiaofan knew they were no ordinary thugs.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh~!
Five of them immediately rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan.
Their speed was impressive; all trained fighters.
Usually, they were the kind to take on three opponents by themselves.
"Pfft!"
After exchanging a few moves with the driver who rushed over,
Even the retired special forces driver couldn't hold his own.
The men brought by Liu Shengjiang were skilled.
The driver took a hit to the chest and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Zhang Xiaofan moved his feet and nearly disappeared on the spot.
With a swing of his fist, he sent one of the men flying several meters.
Bang!
They hit the ground hard and passed out.
The other two sensed trouble and immediately attacked Zhang Xiaofan.
They aimed for the body's vulnerable spots, intending to deliver fatal blows.
Zhang Xiaofan turned his fists into palms, and both men received a strike from him.
