Zhang Fan did not use the Thunderclap Palm, for he truly feared that one palm strike might kill these people.
As for the Bone Separation Hand, well, that was not bad—at least, it could make them remember this pain for a lifetime.
Having taken down one person, Zhang Fan moved swiftly, raising his hand to execute the Bone Shattering moves, the Back Suplex, and a kick!
In just twenty seconds, a group of security guards was wailing on the ground.
Medical staff on the eighth floor rushed over upon hearing the screams.
Seeing a group of security guards wailing like slaughtered pigs, they stood frozen, utterly horrified.
Damn, where did this kid come from, daring to cause trouble in a hospital? Geez, this is too much.
"Call the police, call the police."
Wu Lin's legs trembled as he shouted in panic.
His voice immediately drew everyone's attention.
Oh, isn't this Wu Lin? Hahaha, call the police? Sure, you call them yourself, what do we care?
