"Zhixiao, we're done for!" A little brother beside him gasped for breath, seeing that the other side hadn't lost many people, while the brothers of the Heaven-defying Gang were falling one by one. The brothers finally realized something was wrong and shouted, "Zhixiao, where's Chen's reinforcements!"
"They're almost here!" Feng Zhixiao shouted.
Just as Feng Zhixiao was momentarily distracted, a burly man swung a machete fiercely at Feng Zhixiao's back. With this strike, blood splattered three feet. Feng Zhixiao staggered and fell to the ground. Two little brothers hurried over, shouting, "Zhixiao, Zhixiao, are you okay?!"
"Damn it, I got ambushed!" Feng Zhixiao's face turned pale as he looked at the opponent, a tall, robust guy about 1.9 meters tall, with a cold smile on his lips. Feng Zhixiao was instantly furious, "Attack him, kill him together!"
