Accompanying Fatty Tang's flurry of beatings, a chorus of wails erupted from the crowd, along with the clattering of sticks and the thud of machetes hitting the ground.
In the blink of an eye, more than ten thugs, including the gang leader, were all lying on the ground, some clutching their arms, others their heads, and still others their chests, wailing miserably on the pavement.
As he observed the thugs lying around, looking at him with eyes filled with sheer terror, Fatty Tang himself couldn't help but be completely stunned. Although he had great confidence in Xiao Yi and knew that with Xiao Yi's help there would certainly be no problems, he still hadn't expected it would be so easy to completely handle these people.
It seemed like he had charged into the crowd as if into a land with no one around, those thugs just suddenly seemed to lose their strength; even though their machetes were very close, they just couldn't bring them down, letting him mercilessly whip them.
