When Zhang Fan arrived at Ouyang Feng's side, a group of people immediately surrounded him.
Seeing He Yang covered in blood, the group of Face-Slapping Squad members could be described as having their blood boiling!
"Bastards! Bastards! Damn it, who did this!"
"He Yang, you better hold on, don't give up. It's hard for our brothers to gather together. You damn well need to hang in there!"
Zhang Fan, carrying He Yang and Han Ju, asked Ouyang Feng, "Madman, are all the materials ready?"
"Yes, follow me!"
Ouyang Feng led Zhang Fan to another villa!
"Black Brother, lend a hand!" Zhang Fan said!
"Okay!"
Immediately, the group started to work busily!
Seeing Zhang Fan pour buckets of medicinal liquid into the wooden barrel, Black Brother and the others started asking!
"Are He Yang and the others okay?"
"Nothing much, just flesh wounds!" Zhang Fan said!
Zhang Fan wasn't really worried about He Yang!
