Xiao Zheng furrowed his brow; he hadn't expected this 13K Hall Master named Zhang Cong to be so crazed.
Yun Tianlong and the others were already brawling with them, and Xiao Zheng couldn't just stand idly by; with each punch and kick, he could take down a man.
Thankfully, the space here was quite cramped. Yun Tianlong and his men, depending on the strategic advantage of the terrain, were able to hold their ground against the 13K members, but they began to sustain injuries continuously.
Xiao Zheng appeared nonchalant, having knocked down a dozen or so people all by himself.
The whole bar was in shambles, in complete disarray.
Although Zhang Cong had brought a significant number of men, due to the bar's layout, these men couldn't fully engage in the fight.
Though Yun Tianlong and his men were also getting hurt, their casualties were much more severe.
"Zhang Cong!"
At that moment, Yun Tianlong roared angrily.
