What kind of Grandmaster are you?
Hearing Qin Feng's words, before Qiu zipeng and the others could react, in the next moment, with a Swoosh, they saw fanatic's entire body flying over a dozen meters away on the spot before he fell heavily to the ground.
This scene made the Jiangnan's young thugs, led by Qiu zipeng, even more horrified. Their eyes widened, and their expressions were as if they had seen a ghost.
"How is that possible? He actually sent fanatic flying with a single kick?"
"That's a martial arts Grandmaster!"
"Don't tell me ... Don't tell me that this kid is also a martial arts Grandmaster? How could this be? why would a martial arts Grandmaster work for someone in this place?"
The eight thugs of Jiangnan were all dumbfounded. They couldn't understand why this was happening.
