"What are you doing?"
"Let go of Brother Ho Nam!"
"Hey, you still dare to attack?"
"A sneak attack! Despicable!"
After Chan Ho Nam was grabbed and pinned down by Tang Niu, the lackeys behind him, who had been loafing around before, all started shouting.
It was not that they could not read the situation. The difference in numbers between the two sides was simply too great; they felt no pressure at all!
Although they were surprised that Brother Ho Nam, who was such a capable fighter, had been subdued, that surprise did not shake their confidence.
Chicken Chan's expression darkened as he said viciously,
"Are you friends refusing to give Hung Hing any face?"
"Then don't blame us for being poor hosts!"
Only Chan Ho Nam, who had been subdued by Tang Niu, was suffering bitterly inside.
Too strong. This guy was simply too strong. Just one grab had made half his body go numb.
It was something he had never encountered before.
Chan Ho Nam himself was also an elite fighter capable of taking on many opponents at once, said to be able to fight twenty men at his limit.
Of course, he knew exactly what his own underlings were like.
There were indeed a lot of them.
But if this ruthless guy charged through them a few times, then apart from a few diehard brothers such as Chicken Chan and the core members, the rest might very well scatter in panic!
Yet his body was numb right now, leaving him completely unable to warn them.
On the other side, Uncle Tat, who had a cigar clenched between his teeth, also revealed a disdainful smile.
"Is that all?"
Although he was somewhat mocking Chan Ho Nam, Hung Hing's rising star, he did not think the situation had gone