"Be careful!"
"Quick, dodge!"
The constables were completely flustered.
They hadn't expected that Li Yan would actually dare to strike.
These people were nothing more than the ruffians of Fengyang City. Even with some martial training, they had long wasted their bodies in a routine of alcohol and indulgence.
Qiao Sanhu had sent all of his truly tough men to Manchuan Pass, as it was a place full of opportunities, with North and South gangs gathered there.
The gangs from Shan State still gave him some face, but the southern gangs from Ezhou were completely unafraid and had secretly targeted him several times.
In Fengyang City, these men roamed arrogantly by virtue of their uniforms, calling themselves constables, but in truth, they were inferior even to street thugs.
When faced with a truly formidable person, they were utterly panic-stricken.
And Li Yan did not hold back.
