"Yang Tian, what's the situation here?"
Wu Yue, Ling Ying, and Wu Zetian got out of the car and came to Yang Tian's side.
"Got a job to do."
Yang Tian loosened up his arms.
"These must be here to rescue Second Brother, didn't expect the news to leak so quickly."
Chen Shangzheng frowned.
"No problem, just go straight at them."
Yang Tian loosened his arms and then walked forward, like a gatekeeper standing against a tide.
"What's this guy doing? Fighting us?"
Dozens of biker gang members stood there, blankly staring at Yang Tian.
"Yeah, let's fight directly. I don't have much time, at most I can only give you five minutes." Yang Tian paused, then shook his head: "No, five minutes won't do. I can only give you three minutes?"
For a moment, everyone was taken aback.
"Three minutes? Where did this guy come from? How can he be so arrogant? We have forty people here, each with a motorcycle and a machete. Just spitting could drown him!"
