Everyone was stunned by his action, not expecting the seemingly gentle and refined Xu Chunliang to strike so ruthlessly.
Xu Chunliang said, "Do I keep hitting like this?"
With his left fist, he delivered a heavy blow to the tattooed man's face, knocking him out with one punch. Even though Xu Chunliang let go of him, the man had lost the ability to stand, his legs giving way as he fell to his knees, then slowly sprawled on the hard floor, his head hitting the ground with a dull thud!
Xu Chunliang walked forward, rolling up his sleeves in a leisurely manner as he went.
"I have a habit; when I encounter trouble, I first call 120. I guarantee that the one taken away tonight won't be me; it will be one of you."
The muscle under Young Master Tang's right eye twitched. He suddenly realized that the young man approaching was ruthless, and fear crept into his heart, though he glanced around and felt reassured by the number of people on his side.
