The tattooed youth suddenly reversed his grip, and in an instant, the dagger was in his other hand, slashing towards Li Xiaoqiang's neck. The viciousness of the move was beyond belief for Li Xiaoqiang.
However, Li Xiaoqiang was no pushover. With a flick of his palm—bang—a muffled sound rang out as the dagger dropped to the ground from the youth's hand.
A bright, clear sound chimed throughout the area.
Facing all this, Li Xiaoqiang just stared at the other and said with a grin, "What, can't believe it? You have no power to fight back in my hands? Ha, the shocking part is still to come."
After saying that, Li Xiaoqiang threw a punch directly at the other's shoulder. Instantly, the tattooed youth's body flew backward and crashed into an old tricycle with a loud clang of metal.
The tattooed youth felt a sharp, bone-piercing pain in his shoulder and immediately broke out in a cold sweat from his forehead.
