"It's my turn now! Hehe!"
At that moment, Fatty, facing two opponents alone, had knocked down two members of the Viking Gang and seized the Demon Blade in his hand.
"Damn it..." the two Viking Gang members supported each other as they got up.
Meanwhile, one of them vomited clots of blood, his chest showing a very frightful depression, and one arm was broken, hanging twisted and limp.
It was then that Gao Xin and Kerry launched their attack, with Fatty immediately positioned between the two groups.
However, Fatty just smiled coldly, suddenly affixed something to the Demon Blade, and hurled it with force, shooting the blade out of the window like an arrow.
"Whoosh!" There was nobody in this direction, and the whistling blade could not be stopped by anyone.
"The Demon Blade!"
Everyone's faces changed, and Kerry moved swiftly to chase after it.
