Huang Chenggang's head reeled from the impact, but fortunately, he was unharmed thanks to the protection of Zhou Yu's True Qi.
At this time, a group of burly men alighted from the car opposite.
These men, brandishing machetes, approached Huang Chenggang's car with vicious expressions on their faces.
After getting a clear look, Huang Chenggang's face turned pale:
"Mr. Zhou, it's bad, run!"
Zhou Yu narrowed his eyes.
"Don't panic. Just sit tight; I'll go take a look."
"But..."
Just as Huang Chenggang tried to stop him, Zhou Yu had already gotten out of the car and walked over.
Immediately after, Huang Chenggang witnessed a shocking scene.
As soon as Zhou Yu exited the car, the group of men swung their machetes at him.
However, Zhou Yu, with his bare hands, charged at them.
Wherever his fists went, the machetes shattered like paper, and the men fell to the ground one after another.
Not a single one of them was a match for Zhou Yu.
"Damn..."
