The gate of the Qin Family was an iron-barred gate, the entire door formed by exquisite ironwork into various complex patterns. Just this one iron gate alone was worth as much as a house in the city center.
At this moment, however, the gate was smashed open, the lock crumbling under the single kick of the burly bald man, leaving it wide open.
The power of this kick left Song Changqing, standing to the side, utterly stunned, and he involuntarily shivered with fear.
Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!
Instantly, the lights in all the rooms of the Qin Family villa lit up. From the doors and windows, dozens of figures leaped out, filling the small courtyard in an instant.
Each of these people exuded a long, steady breath and had large joints, making it clear at a glance that they were elite fighters!
These people represented the Qin Family's last reserves. They were said to be the family's most elite Guard Corps, with most members being descendants of the Qin Family.
