Chapter 477 A Good Man Doesn't Struggle with Women

Wang Jie's expression was ice cold, like a god of killing, as he slightly hooked the corner of his mouth and immediately began to slaughter all around him.

With each punch and kick, merely the extension of his hand was enough to leave a group of black-suited bodyguards lying on the ground.

With these punches and kicks, in no time at all, more than a dozen men had been beaten down by Wang Jie.

And on one side, those who had been watching Li Ergou and his buddies, one by one, were dumbfounded, especially Li Tulu, whose thumbs were raised high to the sky.

"Fuck! Damn it, this kid is so badass."

At this moment, Zhao Long, who was clenching his teeth in anger on the side, felt like his lungs were about to explode. He had never imagined that the young man before him could be so astonishingly powerful in combat.