Bang.
A scream of agony.
Blood splattered.
The tall and strong bodyguard's fist hadn't even landed on Lin Fei.
Lin Fei's fist had already shattered the mandible of his jaw.
Then, the bodyguard flew sideways, crashed to the ground, raising a cloud of dust, and fell into unconsciousness.
Hu Qinghai squinted his eyes, sharp glares shooting out from them.
"I didn't expect you to have some skill, but you're still too weak in front of me."
As soon as the words were spoken, Hu Qinghai's body emanated a whirlwind-like aura, the terrifying presence of a Martial King.
Lin Fei deliberately showed a look of terror on his face: "You... have the strength of a Martial King?"
"Heh heh, kid, do you regret opposing me? But it's too late, since you've ruined my plans, you'll have to pay the price!" A smug look appeared on Hu Qinghai's face as he struck towards Lin Fei with a palm.
