บท 177: Chapter 174: Zhang Yingeruo's Repayment_1

Yang Chen saw this scene, and only one word came to his mind: mob.

Indeed, these bandits were not just a mob by nature; they had all tasted blood on their swords. Although they were not elite, they were far from being a mob. However, in front of He Liancheng, the gap was apparent.

In the blink of an eye, no one in the Horse-thief Gang's branch was left alive, except for the Second Master and Wang Dachui, who were now restrained by He Liancheng's men and dared not even breathe heavily.

He Liancheng spoke indifferently, "Young Master Yang Chen, how should we deal with them? We leave it to you!"

Yang Chen glanced at Wang Dachui and the Second Master, the corners of his mouth curling up with a cold smile.