From the moment Xiao Qiang appeared to now, it had only been the blink of an eye, but the shock he brought to the people was enormous.
They were all ordinary people, unaccustomed to such terrifying scenes that bore resemblance to gangster brutality. He was decisive as he crushed and severed a man's hand without hesitation. The most terrifying part was, his expression was unchanging, as if what he had done was minuscule.
That is why, despite their immense fear of the man before them, no one dared to make a rash move, afraid that they may become his next target.
Without acknowledging the fear in everyone's eyes, Xiao Qiang turned his head towards the stunned middle-aged woman and swiftly kicked her, his leg whipping through the air.
However, just as he was about to hit his target, Xiao Qiang pulled back a bit, no change in expression on his face. He was not being soft-hearted, but he understood that mental pain could be far more severe than physical harm.
