Liang Yuan was standing right in front of them, but they didn't know him.
Faced with this mockery, Liang Yuan wasn't angry.
There was no need to get angry with a bunch of ordinary people.
He walked towards the corridor, heading directly towards this group.
The leader over there immediately stopped laughing and started cursing, "Fuck, stop! Who the hell told you to come over?"
Liang Yuan ignored him. At some point, he had already picked up a steel rod.
The steel rod polished by Ding Yan earlier had been discarded in the water when he was fighting the frogmen.
This time, it was a new, unpolished blunt weapon.
Seeing Liang Yuan's stance, the man's face darkened, and he cursed, "Yang Shenmin, Shi Haizhu, you ungrateful bastards, you really want a fight, huh?"
"Kid, you want to die, I'll make it happen. Get him!"
At his command, his underlings all sneered and took out steel pipes, machetes, axes, and other weapons from behind them.
