"Oh… yes… okay…"
Seeing the group charging toward him like fierce demons, the taxi driver, initially stunned, snapped into action when Liang Fei spoke and hurriedly pulled the car over to the side.
Bang!
As the group came closer than one meter from the car, Liang Fei, not daring to delay, hurriedly got out.
Whoosh!
As he exited the vehicle, a muffled blow aimed for his head swung down with indescribable force. Without a doubt, had it hit Liang Fei's head, his brain would have burst and he would have died.
However, how could Liang Fei allow himself to be struck by this iron club? As the sound of the club whooshed through the air, he raised his left arm, his movements as swift as lightning, and immediately grabbed the arm of the man wielding the club.
The man, thinking his sneak attack would surely be effective, didn't expect his arm to be firmly seized in an instant. Startled, he grimaced and tried desperately to break free, but it was clearly futile.