It's a waste of talent to deal with these little thugs.

As for those thugs who knew martial arts, they were no different from ordinary people in front of Tang Xiaobao.

They just beat someone up so hard that he cried for his parents, and in the blink of an eye, it was their turn.

It's true that fortunes change over time, things change over time.

The Third Master's face was covered in sweat and he was devastated.

Although he could fight, Tang Xiaobao in front of him left him no room to resist.

Bang!

The third master knelt down.

"Brother, I'm sorry for not recognizing you. I'm sorry. Let's get out of here!"

Tang Xiaobao was dumbfounded.

Didn’t the Third Master just lecture that guy about being spineless?

Where is his backbone?

It hasn't even started yet, and it's already like this?

At least you have to do something.

Your brothers have all fallen to the ground, and you're done just by kneeling down?

It's immoral and spineless.

Tang Xiaobao didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Didn't you just call me spineless? Where's your backbone?"

The Third Master swallowed his saliva and said flatteringly, "Brother, we were wrong."

"Want to leave?"

"Yes, yes, we won't bother you anymore. Let's go, everyone, hurry up and leave."

The third master wanted to stand up and leave.

Tang Xiaobao said coldly: "Did I let you go?"

The third master didn't dare to move.

He was sweating profusely.

Tang Xiaobao was frightened just by looking at him.

Over the years, he had encountered many masters in the underworld, but he had never seen anyone like Tang Xiaobao. It was almost as if he could kill people with just his eyes. It was too exaggerated...