Zhu Fang was so angry she nearly spat blood.
At this moment, only one thought filled her mind—to completely cripple the person who dared to mock her.
Whoosh!
Zhu Fang drew a dagger from her belt, slashing towards Ye Xiong as fast as lightning.
Since her crotch had split, she dared not kick and could only make movements with her hands.
In response to Zhu Fang's fierce attack, Ye Xiong resolved it nonchalantly, and after two minutes, Zhu Fang had not even touched a single hair on Ye Xiong's body.
"Stop now, or I won't be polite," Ye Xiong said.
"I'd like to see how you could be impolite..."
Before she could finish speaking, Ye Xiong, quick as lightning, kicked her directly, sending her flying.
"I didn't want to hit a woman, but you just had to force my hand," Ye Xiong cursed.
"I'm going to kill you."
Zhu Fang scrambled up from the ground and quickly pulled out a gun.
However, as she aimed at Ye Xiong, he already held a fang-shaped Token in his hand, presenting it to her.
