The burly figure was like a tiger entering a herd of sheep, beating everyone up.
In just a few breaths, more than ten of the guards were lying on the ground, screaming in pain.
The villagers hurriedly avoided him, dumbfounded.
Where did this fierce person come from? In the blink of an eye, he had defeated more than ten people. Even the Third Young Master, Wu Fang, who was a martial artist, was actually slapped down!
Zhou Jing looked around and kicked the fork on the ground towards the stunned Zhang San.
Zhang San hurriedly caught the fork, confused.
Zhou Jing pointed at the unconscious Wu Fang on the ground and said, "Go and stab him to death."
Zhang San was shocked and shook his head repeatedly.
"Where's your courage just now? I'm giving you a chance, but you're useless!"