Everyone present was fired up, adrenaline and hormones raging through their bodies.
Lin Nan secretly swallowed hard as he watched from the second floor, eyes complicated as he stared at Qin Feng—unsure if he felt admiration or frustration.
No need to mention the rookie cop; he was clutching his thighs in excitement, crying outright, wiping away tears as he blurted, "Mr. Qin, Xiaozhao's got nothing but respect for you! Seriously, I'm convinced!"
Qiu Jinwei had hidden at the back as soon as the fight broke out, his tank top stripped off, wiping cold sweat from his forehead non-stop.
Eagle just stared flatly at Qin Feng, still licking his military spike; nobody knew what was going through his mind!
By now, the ground was littered with thugs, all screaming like slaughtered pigs.
Blood was all over the place and not a single drop belonged to Qin Feng.
"Eighteen!"
Qin Feng roared again!
He squatted, punched, quick as a snake, fierce as a tiger.
