Wang Dabao shouted at the top of his lungs behind the crowd.
Yan Jiefang jolted and immediately rolled off Liu Guangtian. Without even looking, he kicked the approaching shadowy figure.
The kick landed squarely on Yi Zhonghai's cheek.
Yi Zhonghai was kicked so hard that he spun in mid-air before falling to the ground unconscious.
Everyone was completely dumbfounded; all three stewards had been wiped out!
Normally, Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong are the most proactive when there's something going on, followed by Yan Bugui, but now it's difficult to find someone to take charge.
Yi Zhonghai and Liu Haizhong were unconscious, Yan Bugui was on the verge of death, barely breathing, Sha Zhu was rolling on the ground clutching his arms, and Xu Damao was beaten so badly that his head was swollen, and he was sobbing in his mother's arms.
Aunt Erda was holding Liu Guangfu and crying bitterly. Blood kept flowing from the corner of Liu Guangfu's mouth. Liu Guangtian tried to get up on the ground but couldn't.
The three women were lying on the ground, groaning incoherently, and it was impossible to understand what they were saying.
Yan Jiecheng stared blankly at the three women, Yan Jiefang sat on the ground panting heavily, and Yan Jiekuang's face was covered in blood, still spitting out bloody foam.
Only Jia Dongxu secretly glanced at Wang Dabao, secretly relieved that he hadn't acted rashly.
"What are you looking at? Come with me and wake Yi Zhonghai up."
As he spoke, Wang Dabao strode up to Yi Zhonghai, squatted down, and slapped him twice across the face.
Yi Zhonghai groaned twice, but showed no signs of waking up.
Wang Dabao looked at Jia Dongxu and said, "What are you standing there for? Fight! We're saving him, you know?"
"Okay, sure."
Jia Dongxu squatted down on the other side of Yi Zhonghai and slapped Yi Zhonghai's face.
"Are you tickling me? Hit me harder!"
"Okay..." Jia Dongxu nodded, and this time he really put in the effort, resulting in a crisp sound.
Wang Dabao looked over; Yi Zhonghai was still unconscious. "Knock him again!"
Jia Dongxu seemed to understand that his master wouldn't wake up without force, so he swung his arm and gave Yi Zhonghai a big slap on the cheek.
Wang Dabao rolled his eyes at Yi Zhonghai and looked up, saying, "Jia Dongxu, are you putting all your effort into Qin Huairu? Can't you put in a little more effort?"
"Smack!"
"Hit me again!"
"Smack..."
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