"You... you..."
Da Long looked at his wrist being grabbed by Li Xiaobao in an instant, unable to move, and immediately felt a bit nervous.
"What's wrong with me?" Li Xiaobao looked at Da Long with a cold smile, and the force in his hand suddenly increased.
"Ah!"
A scream echoed as the dagger in Da Long's hand dropped directly to the ground, and at the same time, the sound of bones breaking echoed from his arm.
"Get lost!"
Li Xiaobao looked at Da Long, whose face was twisted with pain, and coldly shouted, delivering a punch to his chest.
Da Long's body flew backwards, vomiting several mouthfuls of blood in the air, and landed on the ground without a sound.
At this moment, Bald, who had retreated to a distance, felt an overwhelming fear.
"Go on, what are you all standing around for?"
Bald shouted at his lackeys, then continued to step back, feeling that the farther he was from Li Xiaobao, the safer he would be.
"Ah!"
