The strapping middle-aged man was about to strike Chen Dong.
Suddenly, Chen Dong disappeared.
The strapping middle-aged man's face changed drastically as he looked around, unable to see Chen Dong anywhere.
Then suddenly.
Chen Dong appeared in front of him.
The strapping middle-aged man was utterly shocked.
Crack!
The strapping middle-aged man's arm bone snapped cleanly, letting out a pig-like scream, "Ah..."
Lei Ming, standing aside, was inwardly startled. The strapping middle-aged man, born and trained as a martial artist, could handle more than a dozen men and yet, he couldn't handle Chen Dong, "Interesting, I underestimated this fellow."
"No more hesitations, let's do this together," he said.
Upon Lei Ming's order, no one hesitated anymore. The three most capable fighters stood at the front while others closely followed behind.
Li Wencheng watched the scene before him, his brows furrowed deeply.
