"Yes!" Suspenders nodded hurriedly.
He immediately began to make a phone call for help.
More than a dozen people were no match for Xiao Han and his group; after a few moves, more than ten opponents had been knocked down. Suspenders hung up the phone, and the situation had drastically changed. Suspenders looked confused, "What... they all fell down like that?"
"You go!" Huang Xiaobo shouted from the side.
Suspenders touched the scar on his face, which Xiao Han had disfigured before. He carefully looked around to make sure there were no pieces of broken glass or anything similar. Only then did he clench his fist and roar, "Damn, take my punch!"
With that, Suspenders charged forward rapidly, his skills were somewhat rudimentary. But his kung fu was not enough for even three moves against Zhang Feng.
Bang bang!
