Master Tiger saw that none of his subordinates dared to move and was nearly infuriated to death.
He never expected a mere word from the opponent would scare this bunch of losers!
Can't these guys see? The opponent is just one person!
Even if he's a martial artist, there are so many of us, what's there to be afraid of!
At this moment, he could clearly feel blood dripping from his hand, if this continued, his hand might be crippled.
He cast a sidelong glance at me and said, "Brother, with such a ruthless move, aren't you going a bit too far? You've crippled both my hands; I don't recall Hill Leo offending you."
I didn't answer Leo. Instead, I stood up, took a cigarette from my pocket, and lit it slowly.
The life and death of others had nothing to do with me.
"Too far? I don't think so," I spoke.
