Thud!
Max withdrew his hand and Nie Zhanhen, who had a horrified look frozen on his face, fell to his knees, then he thudded to the side, not making any sound or movement.
Both Nie Zhanhui, who was standing behind him, and Nie Haoshuo, who had been standing behind Nie Zhanhen, stared at their unmoving companion on the ground and a chill seeped in their heart.
Nie Haoshuo stiffly raised his head and looked at Max, who stared back at him expressionlessly and asked in a daze, "You… killed him?"
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Almost as soon as the words left his mouth, he shot back, his hand reaching out towards Haolong on the ground, while Nie Zhanhui also moved at the same time but he didn't rush towards Max, instead… he rushed toward Nie Xiaolu sitting on the porch.
The scene of Nie Zhanhen being killed in one strike had terrified them. Knowing Max wouldn't spare them and they were strong enough to resist him, they instantly decided to take Nie Haolong and Nie Xiaolu hostage.
