Lao Guoqiang and Hao Ren found it not so easy to leave. Chen Tianlong wasn't about to let them off so easily. Even though Hao Ren was a bit stronger than him, he hadn't shown any signs of defeat earlier—it might have been a stalemate.
Now that the situation had reversed, how could he let them go so easily?
Chen Tianlong swiftly moved beside Lao Guoqiang and kicked him in the knee joint, making Lao Guoqiang drop to the ground with a thud.
Hao Ren was about to rush over to help, but right then, Zhao Lei also made his move.
"Young Master Hao, where are you running off to?"
Zhao Lei quickly caught up and blocked Hao Ren's path. Hao Ren realized that this guy was indeed pretending and couldn't gauge his exact strength just yet.
After all, he wasn't someone who could assess others' strength levels.
"Ah, nothing much, just wanted to see if this uncle got hurt from the fall," Hao Ren said, noticing Zhao Lei's words and certainly didn't dare to admit he was going to save Lao Guoqiang.
