บท 135: Chapter 136: A Mouthful of Pig Manure_1

With one arm wrapped around Sun Yumeng, Su Weifeng's movements remained calm and composed, his right hand stretched out and directly grabbed the baseball bat that was smashing towards him.

With a tug of his arm, he forcibly snatched the baseball bat from the opponent's hand, then spun his body around, dodging the attacks from the other two individuals, the baseball bat in his hand already sweeping out in a smooth motion.

These guys were used to fighting in a way that was all about attacking; the concept of defense was something they had probably never considered, let alone possessing any skill in it.

With every counterattack Su Weifeng made, he hit his mark, and his strikes now were extremely fierce, targeting these people's arms and thighs, each swing of the bat ensured a fracture.

"Thump! Thump thump..."

As a series of sounds resonated, screams of agony also rose non-stop.