"Brother Hong?" Several underlings were instantly stunned.
Hong Yongbing lowered his head, having broken two ribs, walking was already an achievement.
"Kneel down!" Huang Bo and others, pressing this batch of Feiying Association's underlings, kicked toward their kneecaps, making a line of ten to twenty people kneel down in a row. The scene was spectacular and extremely shocking. So many people kneeling here really surprised everyone.
At this moment, a burly man in black came out with a machete.
"Son of a bitch." The burly man roared: "Hong Yongbing, how could you kneel too?"
"Second Brother, save me." Hong Yongbing quickly cried for help.
The burly man held the knife, the blade pointing towards Lin Chuan, and said, "Boy, release them quickly, or today I'll make sure you don't leave through this door."
"What big talk." Lin Chuan disdainfully looked at the burly man and then said: "Just with these people?"
Whoosh...
