Xiao Qiang stood transfixed, stunned by the scene unfolding before her, her gaze fixed on Hao Jian, her pretty face filled with curiosity!
It seemed, in that moment, Hao Jian in her eyes had become more mysterious, inscrutable and elusive!
Gazing at his not-so-imposing but very reassuring silhouette, a mist of confusion swirled in Xiao Qiang's beautiful eyes.
"Let's go up too!" Tie Shan roared, Hao Jian had gone up, and there was no reason for them to just stand by and watch.
Eight people rushed toward the twenty-some opponents; Hao Jian took the lead, charging into the crowd, and then it was like a wolf entering a sheep pen—wherever his fists and feet went, injury followed, and bodies thudded down to the ground one by one.
Tie Shan and the others, shouting vehemently as they charged, were about to start fighting when they realized that all their opponents had already fallen, without even a shadow standing!