Anyway, Chen Tianlong's ice skate directly kicked the head, it certainly wouldn't be light.
Everyone widened their eyes, faces full of horror. Who is this person, striking so ruthlessly, having just blown Xu Hao's head.
Oh my God!
They simply couldn't believe this scene.
However, before they could recover from the terror, another heart-wrenching scream rang out, and they saw a minion clutching his crotch, slowly squatting down.
But Chen Tianlong was clearly not finished, delivering an uppercut to the minion's chin while squatting, causing him to flip backward.
A mouthful of fresh blood sprayed backward, hitting several minions behind, who became blood-spattered, terrifying surrounding skaters to scatter in chaos.
At this moment, Heishui, who was leisurely smoking outside the rink, suddenly reacted, quickly stepping forward. Seeing his minions beaten beyond recognition, he immediately waved a hand, ordering over a dozen men wielding iron rods and knives to jump into the rink.
