The silver needle, for Zhang Xiaofan, was not only a good thing for saving people.
It was also a "weapon", a potentially lethal weapon.
Under normal circumstances, Zhang Xiaofan would not resort to using it, for utilizing something meant to save lives to harm or kill contradicted its original purpose.
But the situation now was anything but ordinary, failure to act would likely result in falling at the hands of Lu Tianhua.
Lu Tianhua was already closing in.
"Now is the time!"
Zhang Xiaofan's figure shifted, his speed reaching its limit as he took the initiative to move towards Lu Tianhua.
Lu Tianhua's fists struck emptiness, passing shoulder-to-shoulder with Zhang Xiaofan.
The wind from the punches swept by, the force astonishing!
Zhang Xiaofan put strength into his fingers.
Whoosh!
Several silver needles sliced through the air.
Striking Lu Tianhua's acupuncture points at a speed he couldn't react to.
Bang!
