"Did you find it? Find that little bastard for me!" Brother Xing raised his arms and shouted. He usually responded to every call, but now he could only hear miserable wailing.

"Brother Xing, all the brothers have been given..."

Only a few core members who accompanied him survived, but when the situation developed to this point, all the evil spirits of the past were gone, replaced by shock and fear: more than two hundred people were all knocked down by a mere opponent.

, this kind of result should only exist in legends, how could it happen in reality?

"Call...call me someone, call my dad..." Brother Xing couldn't bear the unprecedented frustration and panic.

"Do you want me to help you fight?"

"Okay...Gah!"

"What's the number?"

As soon as Brother Xing agreed, he felt something was wrong. He saw a boy who was 1.75 meters tall, looked no more than 20 years old, had handsome features and was wearing a school uniform. He smiled and took out his mobile phone with his right hand. Because his left hand was tied to his neck with a bandage.

He could only use his right hand, and a dagger covered in blood was held under his arm.

it's him?

If the dagger hadn't proved that he was the instigator, no one would have believed that the student who looked like the boy next door had fucked more than two hundred gangsters in just over an hour.

Brother Xing finally understood why his younger brother was beaten horribly even though there were four gangsters around him to protect him. More than two hundred people were wiped out, and the four gangsters were useless. How could this guy only know how to order a three-legged cat?
Chapter completed!