บท 81: A Different Style

Ren Baqian's yell resounded through the air. No one stopped fighting, or rather, they did not dare to stop fighting. If one party stopped fighting, but the other party did not, the former would be left in a disadvantageous position.

Furthermore, they did not have the luxury of time to see who was yelling.

"Xiong Pi, separate them. Kill anyone who refuses to obey my order."

While Ren Baqian was saying these words in a ghastly tone, Lian Baocheng was still hooting, "Kill them! I want to use their skins to cushion my chair! I want that ill bast*rd to be cut up into pieces!"

However, it was destined that his goal would not be achieved. Xiong Pi charged into the ongoing battle and smacked one of the three girls that was blocking his way. Like a kite with a broken string, that girl flew into the air with blood spurting out from her mouth.