The three brawny men were all chunky and tall, strong too. They knew that their wrongdoings had been exposed. So, needless to say, they were brutal towards Zhao Yu, and wanted to finish him up, and flee with their goods immediately. But Zhao Yu was an expert in fighting. Although he was fighting three men, he did not panic. He was fighting the three of them courageously.
It was difficult to fight the crowd with just a pair of fists. Zhao Yu was hit by a few punches and kicks. But Zhao Yu's signature move was cruelty. Every hit he threw was at their vital parts. He crushed one of the men's nose bridge, and kicked another's eye; he was groaning in pain!
Looking at his injured comrades, the only man left ran towards Zhao Yu and tried to hug his waist.