With a miserable cry, Old Wu immediately spat out a mouthful of fresh blood and flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground. After struggling twice and spitting out another mouthful of blood, he fainted directly.
"What? Impossible!"
Wang Shu and the others never expected that Xiaobao was so powerful. Not only did he kick three men in black flying with one kick, but now he even sent Old Wu flying with one blow.
To know Old Wu alone could withstand three men in black, yet in the end, he was still sent flying by a punch from Xiaobao.
In fact, they didn't know that whether it was the three men in black or Old Wu, or even the remaining few people, they were all the same in Xiaobao's eyes. Although Old Wu and his brothers were stronger, they posed no considerable threat to him.
"Heh heh, not enough, not enough, still too weak. You all come at me together!" Xiaobao said indifferently while looking at the remaining four people.
"What? Kid courting death!"
