"An insect trying to stop a chariot, overestimating himself!" Zhang Xiaohao sneered coldly.
With a casual kick of his right foot, a whirlwind surged, striking the jaws of the four men.
Crack...
Four consecutive sounds of breaking echoed, as if something had shattered in their mouths.
Their bodies flipped in the air, and when they stopped again, blood spattered from their mouths.
"Now it's your turn!" After dealing with the four strong men, Zhang Xiaohao's gaze turned cold.
He took a step forward, heading toward the remaining dozens of strong men.
"Damn! Little bastard, I didn't expect you to have some skills! Humph, but in front of us, if you're a dragon, you have to coil up, if you're a tiger, you have to lie down!" San Gou said arrogantly.
Seeing Zhang Xiaohao getting closer.
San Gou swung his hand domineeringly and said with murderous intent.
"Everyone attack! Cut him down!" San Gou roared angrily.
"Kill!"
