Liu Yidao sneered, pulling out a cigarette and put it in his mouth, while a lackey lit it up for him.
"Damn it, heard you're tough. Well, today's the day I see just how tough you really are!"
Click!
However, just as this guy was brimming with pride,
a crisp sound echoed, followed immediately by intense pain radiating from his arm.
Then...
And then there was no 'then'!
The crowd was utterly shocked!
They hadn't even seen how Bai Xiaofan made his move.
What kind of speed was this?
However, the shock was just beginning.
Bai Xiaofan agilely weaved through Liu Yidao's underlings, moving left and right, easily dodging their attacks.
With each palm strike, he took down another one of Liu Yidao's men.
And Bai Xiaofan wasn't even going hard on them.
"Too weak, where did you find these underlings? I'm starting to think you picked them up from the slums where they can't even get a full meal, otherwise, how could they all be so powerless!"
