"Kill them! Kill them all! Leave no one alive!"
Seeing them not only ignore him but trade barbs to humiliate him, Liang He could no longer bear it. With a furious roar, the men beside him led dozens of thugs, all of them shouting as they charged at Zhou Fan's group!
"Xiaowen, protect Xiaolu and get back!" Zhou Fan told Chu Wen. He then shot Fan a look. Taking the hint, Fan grabbed Zheng Sisi's hand. Gripping the dagger in his right hand, he began stabbing at the men charging toward them.
Zhou Fan, however, remained perfectly calm. Cradling Chen Yao with his left arm, he materialized the Li Hen Sword in his right hand. With a flick of his wrist, he swung, instantly slaying the several men who had just reached him.
These so-called thugs would be considered masters by ordinary people, but to Zhou Fan and Fan, they were utterly pathetic. It was like an adult bullying children.
