The creeper heard the sound of his bones and muscles tearing, but he still did not let go.
"If you try to be brave, don't even think about taking your right hand,"the man with fire in his eyes warned coldly.
"It doesn't matter. I feel that two hands are a little too much anyway. If you want to kill someone, one fist is actually enough,"the creeper said with a grin. As he spoke, the endurance of his arm was about to reach a critical point.
A crafty look flashed across the Baldy's eyes. He suddenly let go of the leg that he had been stepping on the ground.
Then, he and the hammer charged towards the burly man with flames in his eyes. At the same time, his left hand had already clenched into a fist and smashed towards the opponent's chest. He cried out in a strange manner, "You should taste this fist of mine too!"
