Chapter 39: Really No One Left_1
Zhang Hao’s face became stiff, he knew Mo Han could fight, but he didn’t expect him to be so devilishly good, with more than a hundred and fifty men unable to get the better of him.
Wang Mengyao was also dumbstruck, muttering to herself incessantly, "Impossible! Impossible!"
"How could this be possible..."
In her view, a hundred and fifty against one, Mo Han absolutely wouldn’t have a chance of winning!
However, Mo Han was standing unharmed in his original spot; instead, the ground was densely littered with fallen men.
While they were stunned, Mo Han had knocked down another twenty or so people.
The remaining fifty-odd men, each one of them trembling with fear, didn’t dare to step forward.
They had been involved in gang fights before, and theoretically, even if they couldn’t win, they wouldn’t be scared.
But this man in front of them was just too freakishly strong; they hadn’t even managed to touch a corner of his clothes, making this fight unbelievably suffocating.
"Is that all you got?"
Mo Han sneered, then gestured towards He Chen with a crooked finger, "Come on!"