The Branch Master had been in a very good mood.
While everyone else was locked in a chaotic melee, licking blood off knife edges, getting knocked off their feet, with heads about to be chopped into dog heads, he got to take twenty billion home and count his money. How pleasant, refreshing, free, and joyful was that?
He was certain that in the entire world, no one else had ever experienced such an incredible feeling!
Then, the moment his car pulled out, he ran into a madman who came up and started fighting without a word, punching him right across the bridge of the nose.
The Branch Master took one look and realized this bastard was after his case!
Damn it, Big Brother Rat Head and Big Brother Ox Head were fighting bravely on the front lines. They did not even know whether they would make it back alive. If he lost the case, could he still live!?
Judging by the state of this guy, he had probably been screwed over badly by the USA's kill line!
A bottom-tier Ancient Martial Artist like you, the kind who could not even survive in the USA and had to become a street bum, dared to covet this case!?
Fight!
And so, the Branch Master battled Po Zhenzi.
Po Zhenzi was simply too badly injured. After the earlier melee, his true energy was nearly exhausted. Otherwise, beating someone like the Branch Master would have been as easy as crushing an ant.
Not only was his entire body covered in wounds, he had also rolled down a slope. There were barely any bones left in his body that were not out of place.
Even so, that would not do!
Fight!
The two of them started brawling!
In the end, they were both nearly done