Ye Haochuan was very angry, truly very angry.
He was deeply worried about Long Piaoying's safety, and these people dared to provoke him at this moment, it was simply courting death.
As he watched the lecherous man's axe swing down, Ye Haochuan casually waved his right hand, instantly striking the axe edge.
The razor-sharp axe edge felt like a plastic toy in Ye Haochuan's hand, instantly shattering. The axe rebounded with great force and directly smashed into the lecherous man's head.
In an instant, his brain matter splattered. The lecherous man was actually crushed down a full ten centimeters.
"Uh-oh, it's a master!" The short man quickly reacted and shouted loudly, "Shoot, quickly shoot!"
Rat-a-tat-tat~
Several submachine guns quickly sprayed, followed by pistol shots.
In this room of more than ten people, each had a firearm, and the gunshots were like a torrential downpour.
