C36 Chase Zhao Maiya away

The security guards pounced like a pack of wolves, the ringleader swinging his baton viciously at Du Chen's knee—a hit that could leave him injured, if not crippled.

With a cold sneer, Du Chen leaped up and landed a solid punch on the approaching guard's face.

A scream echoed as the guard hit the ground, clutching his face and howling in agony.

The other guards recoiled in shock