Blood splattered on the surrounding thugs' faces. The body of the bald thug with slanted eyes fell backward. The thugs who were surrounding the lady froze for one to two seconds, unable to even react to the turn of events in time...
Yan Liqiang had struck too swiftly. The moment he made his move, he seemed like he had zero intentions of stopping. During the span of one or two seconds, Yan Liqiang's hand moved at the speed of lightning. His bowstring vibrated slightly, sending out three arrows. The three thugs surrounding the lady immediately fell dead to the ground with arrows lodged in their throats.
The remaining thugs finally came back to their senses. They unsheathed their weapons with an angry yell and charged toward Yan Liqiang.
