Looking at Wang Jie standing before them so domineeringly, the more than ten people present were so scared that their legs had gone a bit weak. They swallowed hard and didn't even dare to make a move.
After all, they weren't fools; they had seen what this guy was capable of. Last time, at the big hotel, it was Wang Jie who had taken action, and when this guy got fierce, he was simply merciless.
Swallowing hard, the group instantly knelt down; they were just ordinary thugs, how could they dare to fight with Wang Jie?
Da Long was fighting for his life as he charged up to the second floor, with two bricks in his hand, smashing down on whoever he encountered.
"Yu sister! Yu sister! Where are you? Sister Yu, it's me, Da Long!"
Amidst speaking, Da Long had charged up to the second floor, where Feng Yu's clothes had already been torn to shreds, especially her mouth and face, which were bruised and purple, looking so distressing that it was impossible not to feel sympathetic.