"Bang."
"Boom."
The two sides erupted into a fierce battle. Zhao Hongwen's side was immensely powerful, and the Bald Middle-aged Man's group was beaten back step by step.
"Ah..."
Several people suffered severe injuries and collapsed on the ground, wailing incessantly.
Blood flowed from their wounds, staining not only their clothes red but also some of the green plants beneath them.
"Save me." Someone covered his wound with his right hand and called to his companions for help.
But the scene was utterly chaotic. His companions could barely protect themselves, let alone spare a hand to rescue the injured man crying for help.
When the Bald Middle-aged Man saw his underlings being beaten back step by step, with several of them gravely wounded and lying on the ground, on the verge of death if they were not treated in time, his expression instantly turned extremely grim.
"Big brother, come help us!" The Bald Strong Man, who had been slashed across the chest, knocked back his enemy and shouted loudly.
A bitter look appeared on the Bald Middle-aged Man's face. He wanted very much to help his underlings who were fighting the enemy tooth and nail.
Unfortunately, Zhao Hongwen had already locked onto him. The moment he moved, Zhao Hongwen would join the battle.
Once Zhao Hongwen, the strongest among them, made a move, the situation would only become even worse.
Several minutes later, more than half of the Bald Middle-aged Man's underlings had been defeated. Only the Bald Strong Man was still holding on.
"You're going too far!"
"Hahaha... We're bullying you, so what can you do about it?" Several black-clad men surrounding the Bald Strong Man burst into laughter.
"Die." The Bald Middle-aged Man suddenly let out a furious roar and lunged toward the laughing enemies.
However, in the