Ah—!
A miserable scream, and another thug flew out. He crashed to the ground, clutching his face and wailing.
At this moment, more than half of the gang had already been defeated.
But in the middle, I still stood straight, calm and composed.
The remaining thugs finally grew fearful, showing signs of retreat.
How could they keep fighting! This kid was clearly a martial artist, not someone this gang of hoodlums could handle.
The field fell silent for a moment.
Not only the villagers, but even Melissa Lopez and Nicholas Young were dumbfounded, staring blankly at me in the center.
Nicholas Young shivered all over, a hint of pallor appearing on his face.
He knew this kid could fight but didn't expect him to be this good.
Then his expression turned hideous as he roared at those around him, "You useless trash, why are you backing off! Go and break my legs for me."
The gang looked at each other but didn't dare to step forward.
