chapter 183 A soft persimmon?

Strong men in black clothes rushed down from more than a dozen cars. They were all martial artists, extremely fast, and pounced towards Ralap Li's car as quickly as cheetahs. Ralap Li opened the car door calmly. When those strong men rushed to him, he attacked fiercely, punching them one by one, with each move being ruthless. Every time a punch is thrown, someone falls down. In just two or three minutes, more than forty men were lying in a mess around the Rolls-Royce. These fighters,...