"Haha, what am I trying to do, don't you understand?" Black Tiger sneered, then stepped toward Feng Zhixiao. Feng Zhixiao immediately got into a fighting stance. He had long prepared for a fight, understanding that this time he might not be able to leave. Hei Lu shouted angrily, "Get them, seize these guys!"
"Yes!" Outside, more than ten fierce Black Tiger fighters rushed in, each holding steel pipes, machetes.
"Damn it, you punk dare to mess with us, Chen will kill you!" Feng Zhixiao gritted his teeth and said.
"Then let Ye Chen come!" Black Tiger laughed heartily.
As the opponents lunged forward, Feng Zhixiao was the first to act, determined to take a couple down even if it meant dying. Feng Zhixiao gritted his teeth and said, "Brothers, don't be afraid, even if we die, we'll take one down with us!"
At this moment, a burly man was rushing towards Feng Zhixiao from behind, wielding a steel pipe aimed at the back of Feng Zhixiao's head.
