Then, his wrist was seized.
The one who grabbed his wrist turned out to be a person in black, it was unclear when he had appeared.
Just as Nangong Wangxiong's fist was about to strike Nangong Wangcai's nose, still three centimeters away, it was caught.
Following that, the person in black grasped the hand and twisted it forcefully.
With a series of crunching sounds, Nangong Wangxiong's entire arm was broken.
In pain, he cried out loudly, his body drenched in cold sweat as he shouted, "Let go of me! Let go of me!!"
The person in black loosened his grip, and Nangong Wangxiong fell to the ground, clutching his arm, unable to even crawl.
The sight of his agony was reminiscent of a small animal trapped in a hunter's snare.
Suddenly, more people in black flooded in, about twenty or so.
Nangong Huosheng was greatly shocked and quickly ordered all the security guards to attack these people in black, to beat them down to the ground.
