"You..."
The vice president opened his mouth, just about to speak, when Shi Potian's foot stomped down with sudden force, crushing the man's head completely!
Blood splattered everywhere.
The man, who had been alive just a second ago, was stomped into a bloody pulp. Everyone was terrified. The vice president of the mighty Miraculous Group had his head publicly crushed. As disbelief turned to shock, the crowd grew outraged.
"How dare you!" Zhang Youguang roared, pointing a trembling finger at Shi Potian. "You little bastard, you're looking for death! How dare you run wild on my turf!"
"Men, cripple him!"
At Zhang Youguang's command, the group's security guards rushed forward, their faces contorted with anger.
"So, you want a fight?" Shi Potian grinned, clenching his fist. "Fine, I'll play with you lot today!"
The moment the words left his mouth, Shi Potian charged.
BANG! BANG! BANG!
