0103 The Northern Desert Ling Family!_1

Xiao Chen suddenly stood up, taking the folding chair he had just been sitting on into his hands, narrowing his eyes at the group of people charging towards him!

"Time to beat up the weaklings!"

Xiao Chen said calmly, then he lifted the chair and swung it towards the person in front of him!

Boom!

A loud crash!

The man who was charging over flew back even faster, even knocking over a group of his followers behind him!

For a moment, the hall was filled with pained groans!

Xiao Chen was like a violence incarnate, and the folding chair in his hands had become a divine weapon!

Xiao Chen plunged into the crowd, swinging the folding chair with a whooshing sound, as if the wails were coming from hell itself!

Wherever Xiao Chen went, people fell!

But not a single person could touch the hem of Xiao Chen's clothes!

Let alone cause him any substantial harm!

The fight on the other side had slowed down a bit by now!