They jumped lightly over the dense dust rising from the pit, approached the gangsters who had not fallen into the pit and were still covering their chest for breath and fear, and began the first round of fierce attacks.

Lin Feng started as fast as lightning.

A fierce sidekick, and the little yellow hair rubbing his eyes flew into the pit like a kite with a broken thread. It hit several gangsters who had just climbed up from the pit and smashed them down.

With the whistling wind, the iron sticks in their hands, one by one, hit the big pit like baseball.

The empty left hand elbowed in succession...