"Me." A loud voice immediately sounded from the crowd, and a tower-like strong man stepped out from the back.
Seeing someone come forward, the other brothers instinctively spread out to surround them, forming a circle with the two in the middle.
The man walked to Mu Xiaoyao's side, and Baili Xia was taken aback.
Mu Xiaoyao was not short, but this man was at least two meters tall, towering about half a head taller than Mu Xiaoyao.
The strong man stood opposite Mu Xiaoyao, full of disdain.
Mu Xiaoyao simply said, "You make the first move."
The strong man immediately became enraged and, without a word of hesitation, swung a fist from above aiming at Mu Xiaoyao's head.
This fist, as large as a sand pot, was the first Baili Xia had seen.
Watching the iron fist fall, she couldn't help but sweat for Mu Xiaoyao.
If such a fist landed on a person, it would definitely cause injuries or broken bones.
