Ma Xiaoxiao's brother glared at him angrily, and Chen Feiqiu immediately shut his mouth tight, casting him a timid glance.
Backed down in no time.
"I can't believe you! I should have shut your mouth earlier! No, I should have knocked you out!" Ma Xiaoxiao's brother looked at Chen Feiqiu and felt his anger rising, thinking it might not be too late to mend things now.
However, Ma Xiaoxiao hurriedly said, "Forget about him, bring that person from outside in!"
Hearing this, Ma Xiaoxiao's brother immediately saw the sense in it and quickly called his brothers to head to the gate.
But before they could reach it, the rusty, battered iron gate suddenly made a loud "thud."
In front of their eyes, the iron door dented inward, deforming.
The sudden occurrence startled Ma Xiaoxiao's brother and the other men.
"What the hell is happening outside? Is someone ramming the door?"
Though the iron gate looked old and battered, it was quite sturdy, how could it be rammed?
