721: C721 Ouch It Can Still Stand!

C721 Ouch It Can Still Stand!

They were both holding a knife in their hands, and the knife was pointed at him.

However, from their trembling blades …

The fear in their hearts had already been completely exposed!

"Haha, interesting …"

Zhang Xiaofan loosened his foot and adjusted the collar of his shirt.

Then, he slowly walked over to the group of people.

Zhang Xiaofan was leisurely walking towards them.

The group of people looked at each other, but did not retreat a single step.

He continued to grit his teeth and persevere!

"Oh, not bad, you can still stand!"

Zhang Xiaofan walked in front of a person.

Seeing the other party clenching his teeth and his trembling lips, he could not help but shake his head and laugh.

"F * ck you, laozi wants you to die!"

The young man with the saber was nervous himself, and now he was being provoked by Zhang Xiaofan's words.

With bloodshot eyes, he swung his sword at Zhang Xiaofan's head!

Zhang Xiaofan did not even look at the saber above his head.

His hand reached out and grabbed the man's right wrist that was holding the sabre.

At the same time, his palm suddenly exerted force!

"Crack —!"

At this moment, the sound of bone cracking could be heard!

Immediately after, everyone saw.

Zhang Xiaofan actually used his brute force to forcefully break that delinquent's right wrist!

The ghastly white bones directly pierced through his flesh.

This hoodlum was not that old in and of itself. He was about the same age as Zhang Xiaofan, who was about twenty-two and three years old.

He had never seen such a terrifying scene before. He cried and howled as he struggled with all his might!

He wanted to struggle free from Zhang Xiaofan's grasp.

But how could Zhang Xiaofan allow him to do as he pleased?

Zhang Xiaofan had never been merciful towards someone who wielded a saber and wanted to take his life!

While you're sick, I'll take your life!

Zhang Xiaofan loosened the grip on his right hand, then grabbed his hair and pushed him down!

At the same time, he raised his knee and aimed it towards his face!2

"Bang, bang, bang!"

Zhang Xiaofan was only able to knock the little hoodlum unconscious for less than three kicks.

His face was badly mangled, and the bridge of his nose was almost parallel to his face!

Zhang Xiaofan released the little hoodlum's hair, causing his body to slump to the ground.

Zhang Xiaofan didn't even spare him a glance as he smiled without changing his expression.

"Anyone else who isn't convinced can come at us together!"

After saying that, Zhang Xiaofan's entire body released a threatening aura!

"Everyone attack together!"

The other people saw Zhang Xiaofan knocking down another person.

He no longer dared to hesitate. One by one, they pulled out their knives.

They all rushed towards Zhang Xiaofan!

However, how could they possibly be a match for Zhang Xiaofan?

In less than a moment.

The people who had rushed up to watch Zhang Xiaofan.

In the end, without exception, all fell into pools of blood.

Even if they weren't killed by Zhang Xiaofan, they would still be severely injured!

He looked at his brothers who were lying on the ground in a pool of their own blood, howling in pain.

The screams entered Brother Tiger's ears, but were like knives that stabbed into his heart!

He felt his mind buzzing, and his body was trembling with anger.

"Ahhh!

As he roared, Brother Tiger suddenly raised his hand and took out a handgun made of earth from his waist.

The muzzle of the gun went all the way to Zhang Xiaofan's head!

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