The group of people who just now were so aggressive had, like frost-stricken eggplants, fallen to the ground one after another.
Qin Mingxue stood there in a daze, as she had never witnessed such a miraculous scene before.
Before she could even react, Chen Yu directly grabbed her and slowly left the scene via the pedestrian walkway.
"Damn it, what the hell did you do? How come my guys are all lying on the ground?"
Fang Zhanbo came running over in a hurry with a few others and blocked Chen Yu's path.
This guy was holding a long knife and had the look of a man prepared to fight to the death.
Chen Yu's face was filled with mockery; Fang Zhanbo holding that long knife was indeed hilarious.
"You saw it just now, I didn't touch your men, they fell over on their own. Don't try to frame me."
Fang Zhanbo didn't care about that, he raised his long knife and chopped down towards him.
But the knife, upon contacting Chen Yu, inexplicably broke into several pieces.
