"Charge! Rush in!"
"Let the boss go! Stop!!"
"Brothers, rush in! Kill this trash! Save the boss!!"
The young hoodlums outside, incited by Han Wendong's shouting and their prior excitement, were all seething, charging into the shop with all their might.
Master Yang, alone, couldn't stop them.
They were about to break through!
Once they got in, the whole shop would be packed, surely descending into utter chaos!
BANG!
Just then, the ground shook violently. A thunderous noise erupted from the shop, deafening, directly assaulting everyone's ears, making their eardrums ache and their legs go weak!
"Ahhh!!"
A wail of extreme agony rose, visceral and heart-rending. Han Wendong lay on the ground like a heap of mud, blood spurting from his mouth like a fountain! It drenched his chest, soaking through his clothes, as if an entire basin of blood had been poured over him!
It was an utterly miserable sight.
