The voice of the dandy had barely faded.
Li Feng's two bodyguards behind him had already fiercely turned around and pounced forward almost instantly.
It was nearly a face-to-face encounter.
The bald man's followers were wiped out in an instant, falling while still confused, not understanding what had happened.
Damn.
This script is all wrong.
Gulp.
The dandy standing behind, who had just scolded, also swallowed his saliva, his gaze sweeping over those six followers of Wu San, all wiped out in a blink?
What the fuck, who exactly are these people?
"Who exactly are you?"
The dandy was a bit terrified.
Li Feng did not take these dandies seriously either.
They were just a bunch of wasters of food.
"Who exactly are you?"
Wu San gasped, trying to calm himself. He had seen his fair share of tough situations, or else he wouldn't have dared to be so arrogant in front of those in uniform.
