Feng Taibao was somewhat unwilling to submit, but there was nothing he could do against Lin Chuan, so he had no choice but to recall the order to continue fighting.
Long Wu, with a bunch of his men, left the scene in a dismal retreat. Their faces painted with dejection. The underlings, whose joints and bones Lin Chuan had dislocated, were sent to the hospital to queue for dislocation treatment.
"Damn, isn't Lin Chuan way too formidable?" Long Wu, looking at the queue of his men, said in astonishment: "To be able to dislocate two arms and shoulder blades in such a short time. Tsk tsk, he really has some serious skills."
"Yeah!" A subordinate beside him nodded and said: "This guy is indeed impressive."
"Sigh..." Long Wu exhaled and then said, "In the future, when we come across this guy, we have to be more careful, or else he'll dislocate what's in our pants."
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Haiqing Pool.
