I saw Zhang Xiaobei holding two steel pipes in his hand, just like Zhao Zilong possessed him, killing seven in and seven out in the crowd.

The strong men waved their weapons wildly, and they couldn't even touch the corner of Zhang Xiaobei's clothes.

But whenever Zhang Xiaobei waved the steel pipe in his hand, a strong man would be knocked over to the ground on the spot.

It only takes less than a minute.

The twenty strong men who were originally aggressive all lay on the ground and wailed.

But Zhang Xiaobei still stood there, and it was not an exaggeration to use it without any damage.

"This...how is this possible!"

Qian Jinrong's chin was almost shocked to the ground, his eyes were rounded, and his face was filled with shock.

He would never dream of it.

Zhang Xiaobei.

Just a high school student.

He could actually have such strong combat power.

Even twenty strong men holding weapons were not Zhang Xiaobei's opponent.

This is really terrible!

"nothing is impossible!"

Zhang Xiaobei threw the steel pipe in his hand to the ground, patted his hands, looked at Qian Jinrong, and said with a playful look: "Next, you are the only one left!"

"What do you...you want to do?"

Qian Jinrong's face changed drastically, and his face was filled with panic.

That's right.
Chapter completed!