"Bastard!" Scar hadn't expected Li Xiaobao to play by his own rules, and hastily retreated in the face of the sickle slashing toward him instantaneously.
"Trying to run?" Li Xiaobao seemed to have anticipated Scar's move; after all, if he really got hit by the sickle, Scar would be legless.
Li Xiaobao swung the sickle backward at Scar's arm.
"Not good!" Scar had not at all anticipated that Li Xiaobao's attack on his legs was merely a feint, and his real target was his hands, causing his face to pale in horror.
"Ah!" A scream rang out as the machete Scar was holding flew into the air.
"Ah, I'm going to kill you!" Scar, looking at his severed arms flying away, was utterly enraged, his eyes filled with fury, as if he wanted to devour Li Xiaobao.
