Bang!
Bang!
Accompanied by a series of dull thuds, the thugs had yet to get close to Ye Wudao when they all fell to the ground, either with broken arms or legs, crying out in pain.
The onlookers' eyes widened, and their jaws dropped; "What the hell happened?"
"Did this young man just take care of all the hoodlums by himself?"
"Is he that strong?!"
Ye Wudao was playing with a metal wrench in his hand, his gaze piercing as he looked straight at Boss Ma, his lips slightly raised; "Hehe, next, it's your turn!"
"Gulp!" Boss Ma swallowed his saliva, knowing he had bitten off more than he could chew today, and quickly knelt down; "Big brother, spare my life!"
Just then, a group wearing the insignia of the Four Beasts Alliance walked over, led by an irate burly man; "Which bastard is tired of living, daring to start a gang fight on my turf?"