"Bang!"
This punch made the protective Qi gang around the person flicker unsteadily, clearly affecting the circulation of True Qi.
"Bang! Bang!"
Without a word, Su Fan delivered two more punches, shattering the opponent's protective Qi gang as if it were nothing.
His relentless punch landed squarely on the martial artist's forehead, shaking their brains into mush.
Su Fan dealt with these two people so cleanly and efficiently that Ye Zhaoyi's beautiful eyes were filled with amazement.
She had seen many formidable martial artists, but one as young and strong as Su Fan was a first for her!
Ye Zhaoyi wasted no time; soon she joined Su Fan and broke through from this direction.
This place was very close to Ye Zhaoyi's garage.
After fetching a Maybach, she swiftly took off with Su Fan.
"Vroom—"
Ye Zhaoyi's driving skills were superb; she maneuvered the car effortlessly and sped out of a narrow alley with Su Fan.
