Before Long San's excited voice had even dropped, Xiaobao had already brushed away the man's knife with one hand and punched his chest with the other.
Seeing the fist coming at him instantly, Long San's little brother's face turned pale with fright.
"Ah!"
Long San's little brother hadn't had time to react, feeling his chest struck by Xiaobao's punch, he screamed miserably as his figure flew backward.
"Ah!"
With another scream, Long San's little brother heavily fell to the ground, vomiting blood profusely, unable to get up.
"That's the first one!"
"You're the second one!"
As Long San's little brother flew backward, Xiaobao's cold voice echoed, and he had already moved in front of another thug.
"Ah!"
With a scream, the second thug flew backwards directly, lying on the ground unable to get up.
"That's the third one!"
Long San's third little brother saw Xiaobao instantly appear in front of him, his face filled with terror, no resistance at all, he turned and ran.
