C308 The power of one's foot

With a boom, it sounded like tens of thousands of horses trampling on a white bridge. It was also like this lion's roar after a hundred years of sleep.

Just as Xiao Yi's hand touched the body of the Old Secretary's Zhang Weimin, this group of masked thugs suddenly ran in front of Xiao Yi with large strides. Those orderly and powerful steps shook the entire White Horse Bridge.

On the bridge