"Master Xiong!"
"Oh no! Mr. Xiong is injured!"
"Charge! Carve out a bloody path and support Master Xiong!"
The gang members shouted loudly, but amidst Chu Chunxiao's subordinates' siege, there was no chance to break through.
Several attempts to charge forward were intercepted, resulting in substantial casualties on their side instead.
"I'm fine! Don't lose your formation!"
Xiong Rudong shouted, stabilizing his subordinates, though he was already panting heavily.
With Chu Chunxiao's gaze fixed, he took a step forward and launched consecutive attacks.
Swipe, swipe, swipe!
After a few sword strikes, blood splattered from Xiong Rudong's arm and left leg, adding several wounds, with his condition visibly deteriorating.
"Can't beat him..."
Xiong Rudong, panting heavily, had already realized this.
"Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha!!"
In stark contrast to Xiong Rudong's successive defeats, Chu Chunxiao's shrill and piercing laughter echoed.
