While speaking, Su Xuan had already plunged into the fray with the hired thugs. Their skills were far superior to those of Brother Fei's gang. As Su Xuan flipped and leaped, his back narrowly missed a heavy blow from a wine bottle.
Every punch was lethal, every move subdued the enemy. Amidst the dull thuds of colliding bodies and bursts of qi, Su Xuan's martial prowess left Wu, who had been in the underworld for many years, thoroughly dumbfounded.
"What is this?!"
The thugs, who could barely exchange a few moves with Su Xuan, fell down with a clatter, all meeting the same fate—defeat.
"Can I go now?" Su Xuan asked Wu with a light smile, after swiftly taking down six thugs in a moment.
"Don't move!"
A stern shout rang out. Most people turned to look towards the entrance as a large group of police officers stormed in.
"Police?" Wu was surprised and confused as to why the police had arrived.
"Everyone, hands on your heads and squat down!"
