"Today, I'll teach you a lesson on behalf of your captain!" Liao Ming's eyes turned cold.
He hadn't planned to go too far, but He Chengguang's words had clearly poked his sore spot.
As he spoke, he immediately clenched his fist and attacked He Chengguang.
Seeing this, Lin Muze rushed towards Liao Ming.
Although He Chengguang and the others were in a group of three, they were obviously unable to withstand Liao Ming and the others.
Not long after, one of the team members was sent flying by Liao Ming's kick. He fell to the ground and could not get up.
With one person missing, He Chengguang and Lin Muze frowned.
Both of them were injured, and Lin Muze's right hand was trembling.
"Captain, what should we do?"
Lin Muze sighed softly.
The battle situation of the surrounding teams was similar.