"Bang, bang, bang, bang!"
Accompanied by the heavy sound of kicks, the burly men were all kicked out, some falling to the ground, while others staggered back several spaces, their bodies swaying, unable to stand steady.
Xiang Hai Long landed with a graceful and striking pose, his series of movements as fluid as a river, astonishing everyone present.
"Beautiful!"
Zheng Zhong didn't get angry, but instead couldn't help but applaud. He hadn't seen such a suave and cold-blooded fight scene in a long time.
"Boss, his companion is even more formidable," the agent whispered beside Zheng Zhong.
"Is that so?" The other party became intrigued.
He looked at Xiang Hai Long: "Young man, how should I address you? My name is Zheng Zhong."
"Xiang Hai Long."
"Brother Xiang's skills are truly eye-opening. I wonder if you have any interest in boxing."
"Not interested." Xiang Hai Long mercilessly refused.
"With your abilities, not fighting is truly a waste of talent, squandering it."
