Shang Pinhao, the closest one, narrowed his eyes slightly before launching a kick with full force. Li Qisheng was sent flying from one side of the room to the other, landing from a height. Upon impact, he immediately fell unconscious.
The other brothers had no desire to keep fighting. Their moves grew increasingly ruthless and sinister. Luoluo was already severely injured, barely holding himself together. The fragmented state of his remaining men, coupled with their fear at witnessing the brothers' fierce aura, gave the upper hand to Gu Jingxin's side. Their reluctance made it significantly easier to defeat them.
"Jingrui, Jingrui!"
