Zhou Yu snorted coldly, and kicked out his leg.
Bang!
The steel pipe flying towards him was directly sent flying by Zhou Yu's kick.
At that moment, a voice came through.
"I underestimated you, but you're still going to die."
As the voice spoke, a shadow leapt down from the upper floor.
It was a middle-aged man, around forty years old, with ordinary looks, but his eyes were sharp.
Zhou Yu said coldly,
"The crane outside, it was you who broke it, wasn't it?"
"Are you from the Fang Family?"
The man sneered.
"Remember, the man who killed you is Sun Fang, the Fang Family Protector."
As soon as Sun Fang finished speaking, he took a sudden step forward, and a short knife appeared in his hand in an instant.
Whoosh!
The short knife, moving extremely fast, slashed directly at Zhou Yu's throat.
A cold gleam flashed in Zhou Yu's eyes.
He raised his fist and hurled a punch.
On the outside of the fist, there seemed to be a rippling flow of Qi, faintly visible.
Clang!
