"Little brat, you still want to play the hero?!"
"Then let him pay the price!"
"Smash him hard for me!"
Those dozen or so people, at this moment, had a vicious look in their eyes, swinging their clubs wildly!
"Be careful, Brother Tianchen!"
"Tianchen, be careful!"
Lin Yaru and Lin Yongsen were anxious and worried at this moment.
Yet Ye Tianchen's figure quickly darted around, boldly swinging his fists.
Every punch he threw landed precisely on their arms or shoulders!
Ye Tianchen's movements were as agile as a flying dragon or phoenix!
Even when someone swung a club, ready to smash it on Ye Tianchen, they were horrified to find that the club seemed to hit an invisible force, not only unable to smash down but also bounced back!
Crack! Crack!
The sound of bones cracking and breaking resounded.
There were also endless cries of pain.
In less than two minutes.
Those dozen or so people were all lying on the ground, disheveled.
