Ge Chengye watched as Black Tiger pounced out like a cheetah, a sinister, cruel smile creeping across his face.
"Black Tiger, I want to see his head burst open like a watermelon!" Ge Chengye ground out through clenched teeth.
"Watch closely, Second Master, and go to hell!" Black Tiger also roared, his vicious knuckledusters about to strike.
Facing such a perilous moment, Li Shishi and Shangguan Yue couldn't help but exclaim in unison, "Ling Fan, hold back!"
Black Tiger, in midst of his attack, nearly stumbled; the man before him was about to become the soul beneath his fists. Those two women must have been scared silly!
Hearing this, Ge Chengye's face turned ugly again, "Dammit, this brat is looking at certain death. I really want to see how you're going to hold back!"
Ling Fan's eyes were cold as he too punched out, directly meeting Black Tiger's knuckleduster-clad fist. He had intended to kill, but upon hearing the ladies' plea, he immediately pulled his punches.
