In the chaotic crowd, a young soldier stumbled over a body at his feet and dropped his military dagger.
"Hiss!"
Seeing the hunched-over monster rushing toward him, a look of panic flashed across the young soldier's inexperienced face.
"Die!"
At that moment, a loud shout suddenly came from afar. Before the voice had even fallen, a gale swept in. The hunched-over monster's head burst into pieces with a bang, and its body flew over the terrified crowd, crashing into the wall of the venue.
The young soldier turned his head in a daze and saw a tall middle-aged man standing not far from him, maintaining the posture of a punch with his muscular right arm, from which wisps of steam were continuously emanating.
"Company... commander,"
Jiang Zhen nodded at the young soldier, "Get up."
