"Get lost!"
Looking at the thugs on the ground, Qiao Zhicheng commanded, and they struggled to their feet and staggered away.
He Qiang's handiwork was truly vicious!
These men were severely injured within minutes!
Yet Qiao Zhicheng was pleased with this, wouldn't it make it easier for He Qiang to kill Qin Tian?
"The opponent is strong, but I'm worried that Ghost Blade's men will fail," Qiao Zhicheng said with a smile as he stood with his hands behind his back.
He Qiang took another look at Qiao Zhicheng, a smile creeping up the corners of his mouth, then he walked out of the pavilion.
"This won't happen again; if there's a next time, I will strike myself—and these pieces of trash will all die!"
He Qiang's words came through, causing Qiao Zhicheng to frown.
Rumors said that the men of Ghost Blade were adept with knives, they would not draw them without reason, but once they did, death was certain!