Li Bo's fierceness was ingrained in his bones. The moment he came face to face with the lead Japanese youth, he slashed at his head with his chopper.
The young man was startled. He had not expected Li Bo to go for the kill right off the bat, and with no hesitation, either. Before he could swing his baseball bat, his face tingled in pain. Amid flying blood, his right cheek had a two-inch gash and his nose was nearly sliced off.
Thump, Li Bo booted him in the stomach, knocking him flat.
The Japanese thugs who were just excitedly shouting about dealing with Tang Zheng's group were completely subdued. The scene suddenly fell quiet, leaving only the agonizing screams of the young man on the ground.
Li Bo sneered, showing no signs of stopping as he lunged at them. His indiscriminate chopping forced the Japanese youth into a panicked retreat. They didn't dare attempt to bust open the supermarket door again.