"Brother, are you really here? I..."

Qin Bin attacked madly and didn't listen to Chu Tian's words at all.

The knife was drawn so fast that an afterimage appeared, and he didn't forget to shout in a childish way: "Sine, sine, sine..."

puff...

He was accidentally stabbed and a bloody mark was left on his arm.

Chu Tian panted and did a backflip to create distance between them, his brows furrowed.

Although there were only a few enemies, his side was actually in a tough battle.

"Isn't the gap really that big?"

The bar, which was once bustling with lights and feasting, is now in a mess and covered in dust.

Many expensive wines on the wine racks were blown to pieces in the battle, and the dance floor turned into a pool of blood.

The smell of blood was overwhelming, and Chu Tian’s losses were a bit too great.

To be precise, it was Cheng Hongxing's father Cheng Bowen who suffered too much loss.

Before coming, he swore to him that he would save his son and help him eliminate Zhu Mo.

Now that promise seems like a joke.

“Ahh…”

The man with gold-framed glasses whose eyes had been poked out was running around wailing.

The muscular brothers facing the clown are also covered in wounds and probably won't be able to hold on for long.

The only thing a bunch of small bodyguards can do is to use their own lives to consume Mo Wei's physical strength.

"Zhu Mo! I will kill you today!"

Chu Tian fixed his eyes on Zhu Mo, who was still sitting calmly in the corner.

The best strategy nowadays is to capture the leader first.

Just when the Mo guards were surrounded by the trash, Chu Tian rushed towards Zhu Mo with a knife.