"Xinghai, they…"
Lin Liping subconsciously hid beside Jiang Xinghai.
Fortunately, the gang seed to have a specific target and didn't bother anyone else.
They stord into Harbor KTV in a great swarm.
"Liping, you should head ho. We don't want Lulu to be ho alone worrying about you." Jiang Xinghai hailed a taxi for Lin Liping.
Then, he quickly returned to the KTV.
Just as he expected, the n who had just stord in so aggressively were there for revenge!
Sure enough, the gang stopped at the door of the private room where Ma Long, Shen Lingxue, and Su Yanyun were.
"Brother Hao! This is the room!"
CRASH!
The door to the room was kicked open.
Ma Long, Shen Lingxue, and Su Yanyun couldn't help but despair once again.
In just ten minutes, the door had been kicked open twice.
The group filed into the private room, completely filling the space that was only a little over twenty square ters.
"Brother Hao, one guy, two girls. It's a match."
"Brother Hao, the guy is tall and skinny, the girls are pretty. Matches the photo!"
A few of them were shouting as they looked at a photo on a phone.
In the middle of the crowd stood a burly man with a buzz cut. This was Brother Hao.
His gaze naturally swept over Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun.
'They really are pretty!'
"Kid, you're the one who beat up two of my guys earlier, right?"
Brother Hao waved his hand. The crowd parted to form a path, and he stepped up to Ma Long, brandishing a wine bottle.
Ma Long was a Ninth-Order Martial Artist and felt no fear. "I just beat up a couple of disgusting dogs. You got a problem with that?"
"So it was you!"
Brother Hao swung the wine bottle, aiming for Ma Long's head.
CRACK!
BANG!
At the sa mont, the bottle shattered in mid-air, smashed by Ma Long's rising fist.
"A Martial Artist!"
Seeing this, Brother Hao's eyes narrowed. He followed up with a punch. "Too bad for you. So am I!"
BAM!
Their fists collided. Ma Long took three steps back.
Brother Hao, however, was thrown back five steps!
The difference wasn't huge!
"No wonder you're so arrogant. Turns out you're a Martial Artist."
Brother Hao chuckled in realization. "I admit, you're a tiny bit stronger than . But can you fight all of us on your own?"
"You'd better get the hell out of here, now!"
Ma Long wasn't intimidated. He shouted, "My na is Ma Long, from the North City Ma Family!"
"The North City Ma Family!"
Hearing this, Brother Hao took a step back. "You're actually from the Ma Family? Fine. I'll give you a chance to live."
His gaze shifted from Ma Long to Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun. "Leave the two of them here, and get lost. Now!"
"Impossible!"
Ma Long wasn't the type to be scared of death. There was no way he would leave Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun behind!
"Then I'm sorry!"
Brother Hao waved his arm and charged forward himself. "Kill him! Don't touch the won!"
BAM! BAM! BAM! BAM!
With Brother Hao at the center, everyone sward Ma Long, unleashing a barrage of attacks.
They didn't want to make an enemy of the North City Ma Family.
But since they were already in conflict with Ma Long, they had to silence him for good.
"You… Stop bullying him! I'm from the Shen Family."
At this point, Shen Lingxue, holding Su Yanyun's arm, started shouting desperately.
But her voice was like a cry swallowed by a swamp, having no effect at all.
The KTV room had long since descended into chaos.
Even though Ma Long was a Ninth-Order Martial Artist, Brother Hao was an Eighth-Order Martial Artist.
In a one-on-one fight, Ma Long would have a definite win.
But Brother Hao had more than ten n with him.
A fierce tiger can't fight off a pack of wolves.
Ma Long was forced back step by step, yet he was constantly distracted, checking on Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun in the corner.
"Finish him! Don't even leave his bones behind!"
Brother Hao, confident of his victory, continued to swing his fists.
THUD!
Finally, Ma Long was struck in a vital spot and slumped into the corner. "Is that all the strength you have? It's not enough! Bring it on!"
He suddenly shot back up, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his seemingly frail body erupted with tiger-like power. "Die!"
One after another, seven or eight n fell to the ground.
"He's at the end of his rope! Keep at it!"
Brother Hao roared and waved his arms forcefully.
The dozen or so remaining n, their eyes bloodshot with killing intent, followed Brother Hao's lead and took Ma Long down again.
"That's about enough."
Suddenly, a man with a cigarette dangling from the corner of his mouth appeared at the shattered doorway of the private room.
Because of the commotion in the room, he had personally gone to calm down the KTV owner and the other custors who had gathered to watch.
Otherwise, he would have shown up much sooner.
Ma Long, on the verge of death, gasped, "I rember… your na is Jiang Xinghai… Quick, protect them…"
"Xinghai!"
When Shen Lingxue and Su Yanyun saw Jiang Xinghai, it was as if they were looking at their last hope, their savior.
"I'm here now. This rabble is nothing to fear." Jiang Xinghai strode forward.
Brother Hao and his n, also heavily injured, finally turned to look at Jiang Xinghai. "Who the hell are you? Scram!"
"I'm soone you can't afford to provoke."
Jiang Xinghai threw an Upper Hook, sending Brother Hao flying straight into the ceiling.
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