Before long, a figure appeared, an elder holding a person in his hand, came to the crowd, and casually threw him down.
With a thud, the person harshly hit the ground, eating a mouthful of dirt.
"I've caught him. This guy even tried to escape, which is truly laughable. Did he really think there's no one in our Chinese martial arts community? If he had escaped, how could I, an elder, show my face and be addressed with respect?" The elder glared fiercely at the man lying on the ground.
Seeing the other twelve men in black, all captured without exception and thrown to the ground just like him, his face turned ashen, knowing the plan had utterly failed.
"Kid, were you trying to blow us all up?" At that moment, another elder kicked the man flying, but not with too much force, lest he kick him to death on the spot. It was purely to let off steam.
