"Damn it, I don't believe this crap anymore, screw this."
Saying so, he swung his arm, his fist about to come at me.
Song Yi suddenly pulled Jhiang Yuan back and met the incoming punch himself.
As it was aimed directly at his face, he dodged to the side, then grabbed the man by the shoulder, only to hear a "snap."
Following that was a pig-like scream; he had actually dislocated the man's arm, so efficiently too.
Then, exerting force in the opposite direction, the man spun around, facedown, and fell over.
"Are you okay?"
Jhiang Yuan quickly stepped forward and asked concernedly.
"I'm fine, good thing I wore gloves."
Wow, that focus, absolutely flawless.
The man struggled a bit, unable to get up easily because of his dislocated arm.
Barely turning over, he clutched his right arm, his eyes glaring fiercely.
Jhiang Yuan knew, this issue wasn't going to end peacefully.
The other side had already harbored intents to kill; leaving him would be a disaster.
