In front of the warehouse.
Two thugs went down.
"Brother Liu!"
"Brother Chen!"
The leader and his men all turned grim. They had never expected this young man, whose entire body was badly injured, to be so difficult to deal with. In the blink of an eye, he had already taken out three of them. Despite looking like he was covered in wounds, his movements had been so fast that even they had failed to see them clearly. Including the people the Twin Sisters had badly injured earlier, they only had nineteen men left. It was like losing an arm. Looking at their fallen brothers, the leader felt a sharp pang of pain. When he looked back at Dong Xuebin, his gaze was icy. The expressions of his men were much the same, each one angrier than the last!
Was he really injured?
Could he be faking it?
How could he be so skilled??
They could not help thinking that, but seeing the blood continuously dripping from Dong Xuebin's body, seeing him limp toward them, and seeing his motionless left hand, they all understood that injuries like these could not be faked!
That was real blood!
Dong Xuebin had already walked more than ten meters. The entire path behind him was covered in his blood, forming a thin, long trail like the mark left by a dragged corpse. It was a horrifying sight!
"Get him!"
"Avenge our brothers!"
"He can't hold on any longer! Get him!"
As everyone shouted, their momentum surged. Three more men took the lead and rushed toward Dong Xuebin. They all felt that he was finished and could collapse at any moment!
Dong Xuebin did not even glance at them. He continued walking forward at an unhurried pace.
One step...
Two steps...
Three steps...
The three