The two club members played exactly what they wanted, and were immediately kicked away. Their momentum continued unabated, and they knocked down four or five of their companions before falling heavily to the ground.

When the others saw that the two of them could not get up, they looked down and saw blood-stained foam vomiting from their mouths. They were frightened.

Ye Fan raised his fists and landed with great force.

A pair of fists were as if they were made of iron. The person who was hit fell to the ground without any suspense, and the sounds of broken bones could be heard one after another.

In just ten seconds, Honor arrived at the club empty-handed and a dozen people were knocked down. The other club members stopped and looked at Ye Fan in horror.

"He...why is he so strong?"

"I can't see how he punched at all!"

"Oh my god, there is such a master among Chinese pigs?"

Compared to the panic of the club members, Matsuda and others were shocked.

Ye Fan's Chinese martial arts background is so awesome that those club members who only know three-legged cat karate can't compete with him!

"Akasaka, Romu, the six of you take the katana and subdue him at all costs!" Matsuda shouted coldly, his face as heavy as water.

"Yes!" Without saying a word, the six middle-aged men drew their samurai swords and rushed towards Ye Fan.

At this time, Ye Fan saw that the surrounding islanders were not attacking, so he took the initiative to rush forward.
Chapter completed!