"How has Lu Ah become so formidable after just a few years of boxing in Australia?" As he watched three boxers already dead, Ah Song was drenched in cold sweat.
He was a fight promoter, and he had a sharp eye for spotting talent.
The ten boxers were the seeds he had recently taken an interest in and had been focused on training. In his view, each of them was just as strong as Lu Ah had been a few years ago.
Lu Ah could maybe take on one or two, but ten would be almost impossible.
Yet, looking at the situation now, it was only a matter of time before Lu Ah would kill the remaining seven!
"No, I can't let this kid leave alive, or I'm definitely dead!" Ah Song immediately ran outside and picked up his phone to call the Hamlin Family, "Hello, Lu Ah is here at my place..."
"Agh!" A boxer leapt high, aiming to use the force of his descent to elbow strike Lu Ah.
Lu Ah turned and kicked off the wall, using the rebound to leap up and sweep his foot toward the guy's head.
Bang!