An Hao's scream was utterly wretched, stunning the burly men around him.
"Dammit, who the hell was that? If you've got the balls, come out here!"
"Fuck it! Kill everyone here for me! I don't believe that bastard will stay hidden."
Kill everyone here?
Hearing An Hao's words, everyone in the crowd jumped in fright. One by one, they turned to leave. As the saying goes, it's best to not get involved in what doesn't concern you. No one wanted to be caught in the crossfire.
"Fuck me, it was actually a corn kernel."
Staring at the corn kernel on the ground, An Hao was in disbelief. 'This little thing just broke my toe? Is the other party a Martial Artist? And a powerful one at that?'
An Hao might have been a dissolute punk, but he wasn't a fool. Anyone could imagine the kind of power it took to break someone's toe with a corn kernel without making a sound.
