C197 Mighty Lord Tang Badao
Buzzing!
The moment the steel pipe reached Zhang Zhen's grasp, it whirred into motion, spinning like the blades of a fan.
Whoosh!
With a horizontal sweep of the steel pipe, Zhang Zhen sent the weapons from the hands of four men in black clattering to the ground.
In a flash, the weapons of all five men in black were scattered, prompting them to hastily retreat several steps in fear
