Zhou Haolong, upon seeing the look in Li Xiaoqiang's eyes, had a bad feeling. He knew that such a gaze, found among those who were streetwise, only led to one outcome; the other party was about to make a move.
However, as the local kingpin, Zhou Haolong was steadfast as a rock. If Li Xiaoqiang could scare him into begging on his knees, that would absolutely not align with how Zhou had made it to his position today.
So he locked eyes with Li Xiaoqiang.
Suddenly, Li Xiaoqiang casually tossed something, and the Dagger he held shot out.
With a "pfft", a shallow cut appeared on Zhou Haolong's cheek, from which bright red blood seeped out, strikingly vivid.
Zhou Haolong felt a pain on his cheek, and upon touching it, he felt the fresh blood. He was greatly shocked, for he had only seen Li Xiaoqiang's figure flash by, snatch the Dagger, and with the speed of light, sit back down in his original spot.
Can human speed be that fast?
